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There can never be enough love poems, the cheezy, the funny, the true, the serious |
Im calling out a new nation. The imagination. And before I declare my hopes and wishes to the scattered souls I whisper it in your ear and wait, With my nerves trembling in suspense. Waiting for the smile to seize your lips. I am waiting for you You leave me hanging in the sky, without clouds for shelter The sun is tearing my skin apart while it oberves my pleas And you are my earth to which gravity pulls me. I am waiting, waiting, waiting for you And no seconds feels like the other. For no approval do I beg but for yours, And while they already applause, I am waiting for you You think and smile the cords straining me back are cut. The nerves are released and I am falling. I am falling for you! |