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I will not let anyone walk through my mind with their dirty feet.Mahatma Gandhi
Listening to the rain and my mind begins to stray
the stirring in my soul takes me to another day
A place far from my home but near to my heart
A life that I loved before it had the chance to start
From a distance, I fell victim to her beautiful eyes,
drawn so perfectly, not even words can describe,
I’ve tried so many it times and none will realize
perfection only matched by curves of her hips and thighs.
The first time around my nerves got the best of me
but when we crossed that bridge, she truly got the rest of me
Heart, mind, body and soul, like she set me free
opened me up like it was really meant to be
Like an angel she saved me from my own disgrace,
I close my eyes and imagine her warm embrace,
recount the perfections of her body that I used to trace
with my tongue, lick my lips and it’s her i taste
I couldn’t seem to say words she needed to hear
what was said that night was clouded in fear
If I could just go back maybe, and whisper in her ear
I wouldn’t be laying here, holding back these tears
Rain or Tears.
Copyright © 2012 Nick Engvall