Know me
Know me
I hear a new voice,
She’s talking to me.
I see those eyes,
Looking towards me.
That unfamiliar smile,
Wants to get to know me.
And that voice calls my name
I want to hear her,
I long to see
Soft hair with golden lines
Standing in front of me,
And her body moves
Wanting to be near,
I want to embrace,
And feel her warmth
I want to be able to call her my own.
I let that voice enchant me
And her eyes to bind me,
To her I cling
To her I give my heart
Hoping she will be careful.
I hear a new voice,
She’s talking to me.
I see those eyes,
Looking towards me.
That unfamiliar smile,
Wants to get to know me.
And that voice calls my name
I want to hear her,
I long to see
Soft hair with golden lines
Standing in front of me,
And her body moves
Wanting to be near,
I want to embrace,
And feel her warmth
I want to be able to call her my own.
I let that voice enchant me
And her eyes to bind me,
To her I cling
To her I give my heart
Hoping she will be careful.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Francois Soleil: | Vrijdag, april 20, 2001 13:10 |
| als je liefde vind....gooi jezelf erin...hoppekee..be wild..be tender..and use your brain...gefeliciteerd! | |
| Francois: | Vrijdag, april 20, 2001 12:47 |
| Alweer een ster bij de familie...... | |
| Brammie: | Donderdag, april 19, 2001 20:40 |
| In 1 woord, Geweldig | |
| danielle: | Donderdag, april 19, 2001 07:10 |
| Mooshy?no Beautiful?YES! I know she will be careful.. love,Daantje |
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