Love (Version #04)

My mouth is full of your love

Your songs play in my heart

And the beauty you hold solved my endless search

I wrote your name in the sand

Snow racing across a frozen lake

Silent breath

Whispers

A man on the radio asked,

“What’s the point of this?”

And continued...

“Maybe just a smile...”

Sometimes I follow lyrics

Pay attention

Think about them

I need that smile

I need that touch

I need that warmth

I need it

Because it lets me know

And If I don’t know

Then what do I do?

© 2000 David Greg Harth

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