Sunday, January 21, 2001

Enigma

As I await To hear the words That I want to hear To emanate from her lips My heart In eager anticipation Fondles the feeling Of her love to me Tis’ was it The feelings in her voice Saying so much Without uttering words A passion Deep seated it was That both felt Yet conceded never Funny it is This thing called love That everyone seeks Whilst some cherish Yet for some It still remains An enigma That just refuses to reveal

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