The touch of your hand,
The smell of your hair,
The naughtiness in your smile,
That strength in your stare.
Your kiss on my lips,
Your body near mine,
The stroke of your touch,
Makes everything feel fine.
The compassion in your touch,
The power in your face,
The beating of your heart,
That we may never end our embrace.
The beauty of your kiss,
And that magic in your touch.
It is for all these reasons and more
Why I love you so much...
When your heart suddenly feels
light, excited, at ease.
When you feel like your h
Opposites
I say yes and you say no
I say bye and you say hello
Butterfly'
You bring the sunshine to my rain.
You give me love when I feel pain.
A friend is not just someone who hangs out with you.
A friend is someone who cares about
I've always used words to describe him
In my mind.
I guess that's why I've found
When you proceed,
Some will say it can't be done
And that there is no need
<I live in most, if not all, children.
Many teenagers neglect me, and usually, all adults
When I Die I Want Your Hands On My Eyes
When I die I want your hands on my eyes:
I want the light and the wheat of your beloved h
Young, carefree, innocent,
You sing, laugh, and dance,
Taking in all Gods' glory<
If you must go, then go for a while
Remember that the first step is a hard traveled mile.
