i wrote you a poem, you said it was beautiful
you felt the stars shone for you, the birds sung for you
you felt my heart worship you, you felt the most beautiful
my words glorified you, fairest of all angels
the poem moved you to tears, my silhouette
i offered you the whole of me, those words offered you my heart
never would i've uttered them, if not through thoughts of you
you consume me, i feel drowned in feelings for you
i envision our future, our present feels like a fantasy
when my thoughts find words, all i speak of is you
when my words find form, all they create is you
who shall give me air, if not through your nostrils
who shall show me love, if not through a peep at your heart
i long to feel love for who you are
you feel real as pain
at times you vanish as a distant mirage
nights are long as you continually evade my dreams
the setting sun robs me off your form into the horizon
i fight and struggle to keep my sanity
how does love feel so real
but not real enough to touch
you touch me as a warm breeze to my skin
if only i could touch the breeze in return..touch you
if only i could embrace you..not just my thoughts
if only you touched me, not as the wind against my skin
but as pain that makes me bleed
cut me deep, let these words bleed for you
keep then flowing, you're my inspiration
signed: lyricist
spice.scripts 2011_my inspiration
you felt the stars shone for you, the birds sung for you
you felt my heart worship you, you felt the most beautiful
my words glorified you, fairest of all angels
the poem moved you to tears, my silhouette
i offered you the whole of me, those words offered you my heart
never would i've uttered them, if not through thoughts of you
you consume me, i feel drowned in feelings for you
i envision our future, our present feels like a fantasy
when my thoughts find words, all i speak of is you
when my words find form, all they create is you
who shall give me air, if not through your nostrils
who shall show me love, if not through a peep at your heart
i long to feel love for who you are
you feel real as pain
at times you vanish as a distant mirage
nights are long as you continually evade my dreams
the setting sun robs me off your form into the horizon
i fight and struggle to keep my sanity
how does love feel so real
but not real enough to touch
you touch me as a warm breeze to my skin
if only i could touch the breeze in return..touch you
if only i could embrace you..not just my thoughts
if only you touched me, not as the wind against my skin
but as pain that makes me bleed
cut me deep, let these words bleed for you
keep then flowing, you're my inspiration
signed: lyricist
spice.scripts 2011_my inspiration
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