6 Senses Love
Between stolen glances and missed opportunityI see you and me concocted in chemistry
Hidden thoughts and private dreams
I feel our bodies connected in symmetry
Wild imaginings, untameable things
I know of a thing called fate, of final destiny
Cold sweats and heated passion
I speak of you with my heart, my love is lasting
Late night longing and daytime hoping
I can almost taste you, I'm barely coping
But the end is soon and that time is coming
I will hear your voice, I will gladly come running
Tragedy, Prophetic Dreams, Intuition and Victory
I and I am the author of this true love story
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