TRUTH
01/16/03

The love, the touch, the need to feel
A hearts desire proves to be real
So many men they pass us by
So many men, they prove they lie

A man alluring and strong strides by
Winks at me with his blue eyes
Fooled not I am by this man
I look away knowing him I cannot stand.

A man that's gentle A man that's true
Comes to me, among the mornings' dew
He draws my hand up to his lips
So gently he gives my hand a kiss

My cheeks grow warm, he stares at me
Might this be the man to set me free?
He asks to sit, I give him a smile
I invite him to stay, quite a while

The day grows long, though I hate to part
This man has now found a place in my heart
We kiss goodbye, his promise dear
His promise to me, to always be near.


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