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:: Tuesday, July 20, 2004 ::

Could there be a time? (Chris Turner)

Could there be a time,
When you and I share a moment,
That perfect time when everything stops,
And you have eyes for only me?
 
Could there be a time,
When I hold you close to me,
That perfect time when you look at me,
And sigh that loving sigh?
 
Could there be a time,
When nothing matters,
That perfect time we share together,
And being together is enough?
 
Could there be a time,
When you lie down next to me,
That perfect time we know each other,
And create something beautiful?

Could there be a time,
When I give in to foolish shyness,
That perfect time I open up to you,
And tell you how much I love you?
 
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I don't do love poetry too well. This is just a quick scribble, but as always, I hope anyone that reads it likes it.
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