Its full moon scent i am hell bent
why i ask i feel so much for her
at this point in time to me is seems
like a crime to love and to care
what is that power we have
i can feel her stare
she knows me better then i do
what i feel is it real
i must think so for
there is no better place for me to go
i cry take me in your arm's
i dream of your sweet embrace
touching your sweet face
we share one mind and heart it seems
when i think of you i see better thing's
like love that is true and
love that will never turn
my heart blue
your my full moon scent
i thank you so much
with out you to day
i would have lost so much
you make me care again
love and smile
what's sad is that my heart
is miles from yours
but i still feel your love
and i thank you much
for what make's me go
on is your
loving touch

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