Love and Other Things
Listening to a tiny music box play a special something
Obsessive heart of a
Victim of infatuation
Either side of lust there is the fondest touch
An insane affaire is energetic filled with flare
New love becomes familiar once you've tame its wild spark
Did you think for sure you would perish from a lonely heart
Or from taking a chance at romance
The thing about love is that, it is often about taking chances with the
Heart, mercilessly repeated stuttering starts and
Earthly possessions mean the world to you when you don't have anyone
Reach for the heart of hearts and there you will touch a carefree soul
The heart is not ever a lonely
Hunter if
Involved with
Never ending tender feelings
Growing
Seemingly superbly stronger days and days
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