I think of you all the time, You consume my thoughts, My very mind. Is it love? I do not know. But I like the feeling, The idea, Of never letting you go
Although life holds many tears, And many things for you to fear. To hold the earth in the palm of your hand, To look down on home from a different land. To find a reason to go on, To love life, And all that's involved. To have you, To know your soul. The reason why I love, And why I am whole.
By Siobhan Date: 9/May/2004
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