I see you through the crowd . . .
I see you with a smile and hear your laughter . . .
I wish to spy at you in your own space and time;
I see a man with heart and willing love . . .
I see a boy that seeks attention and comradery …
Shall I try to play the game???
OOHH Baby, even if I try –
You’ve made yourself unattainable to me . . .
How I wish to touch your soul –
While so many hold your thoughts & laughter,
Imprint your mind &
Play “touch” with your spirit
. . .
. . .
Me?
Well . . . I ALL I want . . . is ALL of you . . .
