No hands but yours
touch my face.
No voice but yours
do I hear.
How does my heart know?
it leaps for joy
when thoughts ring bright
and aches with pain
when time moves too quickly
together
or drags endlessly on
apart...
No eyes but yours
see the real me,
love the real me,
want the real me...
No love but ours
captures my soul
and gives me wings
No more singing
alone
in the dead of night
Just lessons of flight
and
moments arrived
and love with you...
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