Verve

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touched souls

Is something in the way tonight?

Does the air not feel right?

Because I’m looking at the golden one,

Who’s looking for his hat.



Is there a fear hiding there?

Is the mirror being fair?

Wash off the stained-glass windows,

And care about what makes it.



Knowing who you are is bliss,

‘What’ is just the extra kiss,

I wish that care would spread tonight

Let me hold your hand.



Do you feel you don’t deserve?

Are you blind to truthful verve?

I feel useless in design,

Yet I want to heal you anyway.



We will stand forever beside

Loving you and wishing inside

For you to care about the thing

That makes me love.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

you mean a utopia to me.

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