A kiss is the one true act that can break the curse of loneliness
The soft skin, the tender embrace the smell of perfume, the sweetest taste
Two minds become one body as each wonders what the other is thinking
for so long did the walls hear only one voice
Too fast too soon or not soon enough, could it be or is it doomed
words are like skates and the silence is the ice
Speak your mind or skate around the truth
But the eyes do not lie what your soul holds inside
A red rose sits on the nightstand
As each peddle falls
Should I wait or will he call
Does it mean anything at all
There is the door to the hall
So many times you opened it to nothing at all
But there is a noise you have not heard before
As it swings on it hinges what is standing behind the door?
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