I may write everyday and yet not say all I wished to say,
I may search for you and yet not find my way,
But when I close my eyes,
In my mind I see a picture that says you and I.
Something is brewing within your heart my dove,
I sense it and it propels my feet to you.
Touch my heart and warm my pride,
Kiss my love and tease my eyes,
And flirt with me with your web of lies.