She Drives Me Crazy 3
Her skins as soft as a baby angel
I love her hair each silky strand
When she smiles like one million candles warm
I long to hold her hand
Now i know of love and have felt it's touch
just but once upon my heart
Yet this woman has touched me this very way
right from the very start
But all we love is not ours to have
not to hold to taste or touch
So there is sadness amidst the joy i feel of wanting you so much
Yet I wont arrest my need for love and joy
these two things i hold so dear
So I will allow myself to feel the gentle warmth
which greets me when you are near
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