i could hear my own heart beating
so strong the rhythm grew
echoing like thunder
as it told me the story of you.
you surround yourself in mystery
you've been hurt so many times
falling with all that you are
for some scoundrel's nursery rhymes .
he has taken all he wanted
then discarded you aside
he made you feel so worthless
you were all torn up inside .
all the love and trust you gave
thrown back in your face
so you hide away your feelings
in a deep and secret place.
now it's my turn to hold you
my arms around your waist
we are swaying to the music
wary lips i taste.
we talk and walk for hours
the day's now turn to weeks
love and it's healing powers
return the colour to your cheeks.
the lips that were so wary
are now synchronised with mine
the poetry of romance
replaced the unfeeling nursery rhyme.
you have put aside the pain of betrayal
once more within you passion burns
and with each day that passes
a little more of you returns .
i am turning back the pages
every hour i learn something new
as my heart tell's me the story
and reveals the mystery of you.
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