Sunday, August 2, 2009

He makes me laugh, He makes me cry,
He brings me down to earth, he makes me want to fly.
He blurs things, he makes me wish for what isn’t
I see him in the sun set and the moon risen.

He makes my feet turn cold,
He makes my cheeks flush.
I feel like that which is untold,
When I feel the blood rush.

He makes my heart race, and then stop,
He makes me perspire on a frosty day,
He quenches my thirst with but a drop,
What he does to me I cannot say…