Prime Love it is.

Thoughts.Photo/Courtesy

When first we touched,
My heart flew high,
On the eagles' wings through a cloudless sky.
They said it was built upon a lie.
For when when we touch, wings grow in me.

They told me my feelings would surely fade.
Passion would flare and foes would be made.
Can you not put the pass behind?
For when when we touch, wings grow in me.

Real love can change a rivers course,
Pierce the strongest vault with ease.
True love can turn lame to funny jokes,
Or tame a hybrid to a gentleman,
Only time will tell the critics,
For when when we touch, wings grow in me.

They now emulate what we do,
Hoping to get love but landing on lust,
But all I do is look and smile,
As the lighter is in your hands,
For when when we touch, wings grow in me.

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