Monday, December 27, 2004

what is it

What is it about you,
that I can't resist?
What fans the flames
and makes my heart feel
like it's clenched in a fist?
What is it about you,
so far away,
That darkens my life
but turns night into day?
How can I be so enthralled?
Why can't I just walk away?
I've never met you,
yet I know you better,
than any man I've ever had.
for the first time

What is it about you?
What is it about you?
What is it about you?
What is it about you?
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