Treasure Island

Lauren B Called

(Motown)

When....


When a breeze quenches sweat
when the sun dries your eyes
when you show up just in time
and understand my sighs
when things make perfect sense
like the honey to the bee
even in perfect silence
like you to me

when a bath heals the aches
when a song sings your heart
when you have so much fun
you forget all the scars
when things make perfect sense
like the honey to the bee
when someone makes me dream of things
like you do to me

when lost in your eyes
when things go unsaid
when they're understood anyway
making perfect sense
like the honey to the bee
what is given and received
in perfect comradary
like you and me

Submitted: Wednesday, September 18, 2013
Edited: Friday, September 20, 2013

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..happy moments..

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