The Stranger
The Stranger I haven’t met you but I will recognize you Our lips have never touched but I have tasted you We are yet to touch but I have felt you Not a word spoken but I have heard you Your unseen smile will awaken my core The whisper that rolls off your lips like a fog In your eyes I find myself bewildered I can feel you pressed up against me. Before we meet I make this vow That when you find me I will know For together we are meant to be A force more powerful than us dictates In my mind you come to me. Breathing quietly, impatiently. We have waited far too long This is the moment of our enchantment
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