No ticket needed to my heart,
Just an invigorating look,
That allures to all your charms.
Let me see into that pool of blue,
And experience a renewal of the heart.
Let not our time be rationed,
But as we strive to make the most of it.
A balm for the soul, our times together.
When all the world seems wrong and cruel,
While it deludes so many lost souls.
Come and escape into the Southern nights
And let's expedite our love
In a way that eludes so many.

Laura R
2-11-03