Treasure Island

ANNE P LadeeAnne MURRAY

(APRIL,27TH,1944 / POCATELLO, IDAHO)

Feelings Of Love


It's every song I hear that speaks of love

It's every sun that sets with rapturous awe

It's every moon I look upon

glowing magnificantly in the Heavens above

It's every glorious star I wish on

They speak of you my love


It's felt so deep within my heart

Wanting to see a smile upon your lips

To kiss a tear upon your cheek

To hold you warm and close



Breathe the whisper of love to my soul

Come into the light, out of the darkness

So that I may look upon your face

Share with me those words of comfort

Saying 'I Love You'



~

Submitted: Monday, September 01, 2008
Edited: Tuesday, July 17, 2012
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