Post by hopeless on Jan 7, 2007 20:22:43 GMT -5
Some say eyes are the windows to the soul
Yours are incomprehensible
Full of intrigue and fueling my curiosity,
It fathom with trickery to make me think two souls share a common love, and hopeless Romantics blind me from the truth,
What ever that may be.
Perhaps we simply share similar tendencies, and all admirations lie on the ever-present friendship instead of intimacy,
But then actions speak louder then words
And once again my judgment is clouded while the butterflies ever still take flight.
Yours are incomprehensible
Full of intrigue and fueling my curiosity,
It fathom with trickery to make me think two souls share a common love, and hopeless Romantics blind me from the truth,
What ever that may be.
Perhaps we simply share similar tendencies, and all admirations lie on the ever-present friendship instead of intimacy,
But then actions speak louder then words
And once again my judgment is clouded while the butterflies ever still take flight.
