kiss
me like you mean it – the magnetic fields
her
whispered breath will resurrect the journey into spring
on
cloudy days she finds a way to make the joy bells ring
and
light the night ten times as bright as any moon and stars
and
outshine all the neon lights on any boulevard
beyond
compare i cannot stare at anything but her
i
find my meaning in the day when from her sleep she stirs
my
bucket list is one more kiss before i close my eyes
i
dream about her every night and wake up satisfied
the
fortune that we long to know when we are in our youth
is
not the thing that will bestow what i’ve found in this truth
that
nothing can redeem the heart except her emerald eyes
in
her embrace the lines i trace were written by the wise
distracted
by her beauty till i think of nothing else
ecstatic
with contentment is the only thing i’ve felt
so
let your passion burn for things your fingers cannot hold
i’ll
sing like birds which herald spring and never feel the cold
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