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On intimate wings
On intimate wings
The ping on my phone heralds, a messge from beyond, flying threw the cosmos, from a person of whom I'm fond
Words sent on intimate wings, you make me feel a man, you make me feel alive again, like no other can
Simple words of encouragement, you give the strength to push on through, self belief and some esteem, I get these things from you
You fill my mind with pictures, I turn you into rhyme, passion, lust and such heart ache wishing you were mine
A fleeting moment just to touch you, to feel you in my arms, lost inside our own world, raptured by your charms
A single kiss from your lips, would take my breath away, a moment to look into your eyes, would simply make my day
But all these dreams are pointless, though the thought makes my heart skip and sing.
For the only way we stay connected is sent on intimate wing
Ron
The ping on my phone heralds, a messge from beyond, flying threw the cosmos, from a person of whom I'm fond
Words sent on intimate wings, you make me feel a man, you make me feel alive again, like no other can
Simple words of encouragement, you give the strength to push on through, self belief and some esteem, I get these things from you
You fill my mind with pictures, I turn you into rhyme, passion, lust and such heart ache wishing you were mine
A fleeting moment just to touch you, to feel you in my arms, lost inside our own world, raptured by your charms
A single kiss from your lips, would take my breath away, a moment to look into your eyes, would simply make my day
But all these dreams are pointless, though the thought makes my heart skip and sing.
For the only way we stay connected is sent on intimate wing
Ron
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