Don't long for something not meant to be,
A line I've heard and true no doubt
But a kiss last felt, still on my lips
A kiss not meant for me to keep.
The soft touch still fresh and alive
My lips with a smile, a mirror to my eyes,
Reflection of an image a smile eye to eye
But message from within emptiness is mine.
Dreams live forever unfulfilled they may be,
The soft touch of a kiss is imagined tenderness
Reality sets in for it is not what it seems
Wander over again, the beginning of a dream.
Heart you're home, home where you belong,
Completely out of sight, just images in mind
And yet such existence I long,
So hard for me I pine a kiss divine,
Soft touch from mine ere forever
I'll be gone...
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