Longing Love

I want to be lost , lost in your eyes, the eyes of your soul.
Oh that soul, a soul so deep, just like the sea, so pure so true.
I long for that soul, I long for that connection.
A connection that binds a man and a woman.
A connection that is theirs and theirs alone.
A connection that lasts a life time and life times to come.
One that is electric, one that is earth shattering, One that connects our souls.
So when we become one, we fly high together and yet land as one.
This is what I long for, for that one, who shall know my soul, as I know his.


©2008, Amanda Tachick

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