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Inside Your Eyes

 

I met a old friend, of mine today

The look she gave, had much to say

About the way, things should have been...

And as we walked, she took my hand

I felt so free, as I should... as a man

And I knew the way things had to be.

The look she gave, had set me free

And as I turned, to speak my love

She looked away, and and spoke these words

"As we walked, your hand in mine

I became you. In you there is no time

And with each breath I took, so empty I became

I don't understand, but somehow we're the same"

Then she turned, her eyes met mine

There were no words, we had become mutually divine.

 

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