When it comes to you…..Nothing really matters, anyone can see….nothing really matters…….to me.A candle with no fire lit to it, is equivalent to a band with no flute. A river with no movement, has no flow so it becomes moot.
That gentle brook that runs upstream, it has no direction at all. Some may view it as a gorgeous painting, but where’s the beauty without a waterfall?
The passion in a romantic sunset, but the cold weather soon takes a turn. The benefits from that happening, is that I get to hold you close to keep you warm.
Put my body inside of yours, until we become one in the same. We’ll hold fireworks in our hands, and dance like a rhythmic flame.
Our hearts will beat to the same drum, as we get lost in each other’s eyes. Our souls will do the whispering and screaming, as we…
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