I look into
your eyes
and wonder
what they see
Is that my reflection?
Is that really me?
The tingle that I feel
whenever you are near
is so ever powerful
I can't make it
disappear.
but do I really want to?
The kiss you gave
so delicate - so precious
Brought a poetic
affirmation
I could never claim
I've tried to
put it into words
All the morning long . . .

I breathe a thought
strong
true
but unknown
to me or you
There!
Do you hear as I
the ballad
of passion
of trust
do you
as I
want to be
Us?

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