Is She There
Love
Are you hiding in some coffee bar
Maybe in a passing car
Or playing in an orchestra, waiting for me
-To heal and then walk free.
She left me in these chains
And i still bear the stains
Of her wine kisses
Every arrow misses
That Cupid fires at my heart.
Is she shopping right now at the mart?
Love
Will you give me one last chance
One stranger i can ask to dance
Yet know her eyes reflect her soul
To warm my love that others stole.
Does she exist?
Do i persist?
A jigsaw, in pieces my heart
Just a true love would know where to start.
Love
I ask only one thing
That when i feel her sting
We will die in rapture
One kiss, one heaven to capture.
poem by Kevin East
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