Alone in my Room
As I sit alone in my room,
I know that you will come to me soon.
My heart races at the thought,
Of a soft spoken word or a tender touch.
The feel of your gentle caress,
The feel of your warm lips.
After all these years, it surprises me still,
That you don’t know how I feel.
Can’t you see the need in my heart,
The passion in my eyes right from the start,
The way that your touch gives me that special tingle,
And still you think I wanna be single.
I don’t know what more I can do,
To show my everlasting love for you,
How can I make you see,
There is no one in this world but you for me.
Copyright ã 2002
Veila J Powell
(2002)
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