Your Pressence

by Jason   Oct 13, 2004


Your voice,
It spreads a joy over me,
As you can probably see,
From the twinkle in my eye,
And the pounding of my heart.

Till next we meet,
A glowing heat,
Will come over me,
Until I see,
That beautiful girl,
Who makes my mind go blank in whirls.

Your face shimmers upon me,
With that ever pleasant glow,
That makes me come back,
Day after day,
Just to see you glow.

I love you like no one else,
And I long for the moment when I see you next,
And when this time comes,
My heart will burst out with true love for you...

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