Summer '98

I wrote this while I babysat, and the one I wrote it for did nothing

I can't help it I keep thinking of you But here I sit Less than a mile away Your face It's lines retraced Soft and Feeling Etched into my mind I hear your voice Sweet whisper "ilove you staywithme Your strength can be felt When you embrace me Though so gentle You make love surround me So simple yet so rare ...we get to be the lucky ones...