Come on over here my love, come one over
Jump right into my hands, its wide open to you
Through the street of crowded bodies I see you, my love!
I see you, charging towards me like a bull
Off and flying you are
Brushing all and everything aside
All you see in the distance is me
Charging towards you too like a bull
Our eyes are locked together
That seamless wait is over
Who says love aint got no hands?
Come here...
Come watch as love pushes all and everything aside
Who says love aint got no feet?
Come here...
Come watch it take off like a NASCAR
Who says love can't fly?
Come here...
Come watch it grow wings and jump right into my hands
The End
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I would like to translate this poem
‘Who says love ain’t got no feet? ’ ~ Faster than Tachyon [(physics) any hypothetical particle that always travels faster than the speed of light; ] lol Reunion is ‘Free Union’’…with wings colored hued painted …souse and encolor in ‘Free-Union’…unbolt/unplug years’ strung state…very flying poetry with all spirits/ esprit of live/living/enjoying … thanks for sharing Regards Ms. Nivedita UK 10/10