DESIRE
01/16/03
There he stands, looks at me
My cheeks feel warm, he smiles at me
I look away at green fields
Warm hand on my cheek is what i feel

I gasp in shock, and turn to see
That man I saw, now stands near me
My body quivers, as he is near
His eyes, his smile, all so dear

He lifts my chin, he looks at me
For what I feel, that I am free
His eyes question, he asks what I miss
His eyes questioning if he may kiss

I look up into his bright blue eyes
Our lips touch to my suprise
A warmth flows through us, one that wont tire
A feeling of love, one of desire.


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