His eyes;
are made of Fire...
This Man;
so strong and whole.
He lightens My Desires...
from My head down to my toes.
At first;
my lonesome Stranger...
seemed calmed, and sort of cold.
But Today;
He's left Me waiting,
and wishing We could Hold.
Tonight is full of Magic
tomorrow is unknown,
I want to last forever
with this Feeling that I Hold.
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