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What It Can Be, What It Is (Captured Again)

Captured Locked in a cell of rapture Not the normal hell But into a happy prison I fell Willing to serve my time For this euphoric crime I’ve got to find peace of mind I’ve got dreadfully to find The source of this state of mind Screams impossibility We seem a great improbability I feel there’s no me without her I try so hard to forget about her Takes too much energy You evoke many a sweet memory Your arms feel like they are forever holding me Couldn’t care about physical attraction Don’t need any sexual satisfaction Prefer intellectual stimulation Entwine ourselves in mental relations You trust me despite myself Feel safe with all my faults Put aside all your wants Put down the walls and fronts Right now I hate myself Can’t believe that you Would want to have anything to do With someone so insecure A man so immature But your resolve inspires me To be much more than just me Your honesty makes my desires pure Felt like I’d lost my identity But you gave new meaning to me Touch my face with your hands Feel my joy radiating through your palms What must I say to you How do I talk to you I want to understand Why you can’t let go of my hand Why you need to hold me in a sweet embrace Now we have to face The temptations of our hearts Just don’t keep me from your love Don’t hold me behind Because you have freed my mind Anything is possible Our love can be so possible Let’s break the impossible And make it beautiful Let’s get lost in each other’s eyes Give me a chance to win that prize Every day can be another day For me to try to say How much you’ve made my day How much I loved our yesterday How much I love today How much you’ll make me love tomorrow..

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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