The moment I looked
into your deep dark eyes,
was the moment
that I surely realized
that I born again.
Into a love
that will last forever more,
I long for your touch
that will heal my sore;
that scabs my heart,
when ever we part,
then I will be born again.
Your tender lips
pressed against mine
is truly intoxicating
and stronger than wine,
but I shall be fine,
as long as you care.
With your loving embrace,
I will have no fear
of being born again…
You allow the sun to shine,
the stars to sparkle,
the moon to glow;
You have my heart
more than you could know,
and it does show,
that I’m born again.
Transfixed in your longing glare,
my sweet love;
please come here,
and allow me to grin,
at being born again.
~~Fiddler 01/07/2002
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