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There is something about the way,
you are walking today.
can I be with you maybe?
You own these halls baby.
There is something about the words,
That flow from your lips.
The verbs that allure and cure for sure.
Pushing me through a windy detour,
With no where else to go.
There is something about the touch,
Of your hand on my skin.
Lord knows it is a god awful sin,
To want you this bad and need you this long.
My patience is truly wearing thin.
There is something about that smile on your face,
That makes everything fall into place.
Warming my heart in the dark, cold space,
You could never be replaced.
There is something about the kiss that you give,
that makes my lungs collapse.
I could do this forever until the very end,
Pausing a few times for a breath of air perhaps.
Nothing will ever be right,
In describing how I feel tonight,
I might just run and jump into flight.
With my hand on your heart, and your cheek on my cheek,
Baby, my future has never been so bright