By Weisskamp
On the night I met you,
my heart stoped beating
it froze with with desire,
at what I was seeing.
On this night for us
that shoud'nt have been,
what lay ahead nobody could see.
You alone started these flames
of wanting desire,
a million seas couldn't quench the fire.
But love isn't always the easy friend,
you have to sail the storm
to recieve the love you send.
So till the day comes
that these arms can hold you near,
I'll sail the storms and watch
as the clouds disapear.
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