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        "Promises"

            Inspiration: J.M.W.
            Finished: Tuesday January 5, 1999

The promise of your sweet lips brushing mine
Is more than I thought in this world I could find
The promise of your loving caresses
Longing to run my fingers through your red tresses
To touch your skin
Will our hearts mend

Your words I cherish
Like a distant kiss
I have let the red flow
I have raised my Oaken bow and released the arrow
With a Promise from you I know it will not kill
I know your trust, I know your hearts feel

The promise of your sweet lips brushing mine
Is more than I thought in this world I could find
The promise of your loving caresses
Longing to run my fingers through your red tresses
To touch your skin
Will our hearts mend

You promise me your heart now
And I will hold it as long as I am allowed
I have given you what was left of my heart and you have repaired the fissure
I hope my love you will always remember
I promise to never hurt you intentionally
And to be broken if you ever leave me
To be shattered beyond repair
And to sink into the darkest depths of despair
I promise I shall always try my best to please you
To make your dreams come true

The promise of your sweet lips brushing mine
Is more than I thought in this world I could find
The promise of your loving caresses
Longing to run my fingers through your red tresses
To touch your skin
Will our hearts mend

Promises of dreams of you
Since I have met you my love has grown and you are refreshing as morning dew
Promises I hope to always hold
Promises of you to in my arms fold
To hold you near
TO have nothing to fear
Promises of looking into the sky with you
Of hearing you say you love me too.

I dream of running my fingers through your hair
Of knowing your there
And knowing one day the promises will be reality
Knowing one day you will be with me

The promise of your sweet lips brushing mine
Is more than I thought in this world I could find
The promise of your loving caresses
Longing to run my fingers through your red tresses
To touch your skin
Will our hearts mend

I dream of running my fingers through your hair
Of knowing your there
And knowing one day the promises will be reality
Knowing one day you will be with me
And that all this will not just be fantasy
Knowing that you love me
Knowing I love you too,
And falling into those eyes of blue.

        by:
          Erick
            White

            Love Always: Erick


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