Simple Kiss
Light Caress
An extended glance
Burning in my chest.
Symptoms of a strange disease
For which there is no cure
Pouring from my heart,
Love clear and pure.
The key to the lock I
hid with the greatest of care
You stumbled upon it.
I guess life isn't fair.
It is a cruel game to play,
to steal one's heart
but to deny the smitten
the greatest treasure that could be given.
X doesn't mark the spot
And I'm lost without a clue.
Destined to die a broken man.
If only my life could begin anew.
[Michael Christofield]
