JUST TO FALL IN LOVE WITH YOU
Just to fall in love…
I don’t want to walk. I have no interest in running. And I wish not to fly.
Each breath that I take slows with the boredom, the boredom of a life without a love to fall for, to die for.
What good are these eyes without a path to find to search and find the depths of your soul?
What good are these arms if I cannot fill them with the wonder of how I came to wrap the whole world within them?
What is the use of a precious soul without the one I would trade it all for?
I don’t want to walk. I have no interest in running. I wish not to fly…
I simply want to fall, just to fall in love.
Life is finding your smile before I’ve said a word, feeling your touch before a delivered emotion…
And a taste comparable to none, causing the skies to fall from above and through us each time that we make love, revealing all heaven around.
My soul screams. Do you not hear it? Tear this heart from my chest and hear my cry!
But you’re so far away… And I need you closer than the breath that runs deep within the walls of me.
I don’t want to walk. I have no interest in running. I wish not to fly…
I simply want to fall, just to fall in love.
Found among the bristles of your beard and delivered upon dreams of colour by your scent… Where lips may walk along the line of your shoulder, let every statue, past and present, witness the truth of worship… Where kisses that lean deep give light to the skies, causing stars that wait in the dark to find their way… Where palms join and fingers intertwine, awakening innocence to send shock feelings to parts of me I’ve never known to feel…
And at night, before I sleep, let me close my eyes, search the world and find nothing there, nothing at all – because you are here.
These are my dreams.
I don’t want to walk. I have no interest in running. I wish not to fly…
I simply want to fall, just to fall in love.
Just to fall in love with You.
Written by Pink Panther
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10 Comments
Manach
February 04, 09:02Pele
Mandy
February 04, 09:15Pinky has found love again?! :O
Or is this one a sequel to the last guy?
Either way, I hope it works out. You’ve got so much love to give. :*
Delle
February 04, 12:13I thought this was some lyrics ???
DINAVY
February 04, 15:39❤❤❤❤❤
Pink Panther
February 04, 15:41Hello DINAVY, been awhile. ??
BRYAN PETERS
February 04, 21:13Simply beautiful
Young
February 05, 01:31Awwwwwn so cute. New here, but liking every post back to back to back to back.
Shuga chocolata
February 05, 12:27Hmmmmmmm,
Love oooooo.
Well at touch of love, everyone becomes a poet.
Pink Panther
February 05, 16:19Lol. You know this. 😀
Tariq
March 17, 17:22Such beautiful lines….!!!