Touched

You’re going to leave

you’re going to leave so

make a love come true

make the impossible grow.

You know nothing not

an interest no pursuit.

I feel good and think it

us two it very well suits.

But I wonder sometimes

I have a little intrigue.

Maybe soon to my mind

I can remind me believe.

Hold touch my grace

I want to watch eyes

upon your pretty face,

I feel purpose climb.

Clever touch I feel out

it’s okay if I might fade

I want to sit and laugh

some before we misbehave.

Let’s talk about what not

we ever should but it’s okay

I want the sun crucified

if I can’t see your face days.

Laugh your wit and educate

boys down the hall I care not.

Time has given me insight

it will never be forgot.

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