they're true :: prev :: next :: it's nothing I did it's nothing you said it doesn't make sense it wasn't my plan i can't understand it i won't even try it's out of control it's out of my hands the gears and the wheels are turning inside an elegant motion beyond my design the master creator connecting the dots a grand demonstration of purpose and rhyme here in the wonder and beauty and peace i find that i'm breathless and lost in your eyes for all that you are is touching me deep and everything you is everything me so won't you draw closer climb under my skin then let me caress you and give you my heart i'll tell you the things that lurk deep inside and together we'll travel on a road with no end © 2001 (29 november) john r. chase
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