Highest in love

by Angel   Sep 20, 2007


I hold on to this place and time
With visions and images implanted in my mind
Of all the things left in this place
I only long to look into your face

I can almost feel the kisses on the wind
Smell his scent that is so sweet
Feel the gentle caress on my face from the breeze
So soft and gentle I go weak in the knees

And the beauty of it all
Makes me feel like I can fly
Smooth as the wings of a dove
Clear up to the sky above

The vision of you is what
Takes me highest in love

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