I feel my lover coming to me
I can feel the air movingBringing him closer
Drawing him to my heart
A whisp on a cloudy night
He fades into my room
Without a sound
Shoes singing on the pavement
snap in time to my heartGarth Brooks bringing his river
To my side
My heart is like a running deer
Wanting to escape yet wishing to be caught
My mouth captures his, wolves’ fangs
That could devour
Captive to my desire
My lover comes and goes again
My dreams call him forth
And release him again
To the night
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