Feelings...

Chase me, make me run, and my heart shall beat real fast...
It is the way it beat for you, when I met you in the past.
Hold me and I'll tickle you, and make you jump and squeal...
Your heart beats fast, your breath won't last...
You'll know just how I feel!

When I am sitting near you, and you touch me on the cheek...
I try to say I love you so, but my throat just makes a squeak.
You take my breath, and make me warm, and passions call to me...
I am so happy you are mine, I pull you close to me.

Come and lay beside me, and tell me of your dreams...
Or tease me with your lovely charms, until I cannot see.
Or simply snuggle in my arms, and whisper in my ear...
I love you dear, with all my heart, and want to stay right here.

And when I watch you as you sleep, you look so peaceful there...
I kiss you lips, and then your eyes, and softly stroke your hair.
You open your eyes, and squint at me, and ask me what I see...
I simply say, you are a gift, that God has sent to me.

Ron Walker November 1998

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