By H.H. hh10_2002@yahoo.com
Date: 21 February 2001
When Love Walks Through
Something knocks on the door
and love walks through come in
i've been expecting you.
It smiles a smile and lights a
fire as though it were to stay awhile.
Love breaths like fire and burns
the wound and wonders when it will
eventually burn through.
Love is restless, Loves a flirt
Love sees right through and makes
your heart hurt.
In the morning you will see
that you don't even know me
my name you have forgotten
and my face has faded away.
Then tomorrow you will see
that this is not meant to be.
And wait for your true love to
open your hearts door.
Love is like a prisoner who
blocks out the sun and purposes
itself to scar the wound.
I have come to face reality
this what we have is not
meant to be.
We must part and go our
own way I hope you find true
love again soon , someday.
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