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She spoke so softly

to make my barely hear

her voice contained all the memories of home

warm, comforting, almost...

innocent.



One thing stood out

that stuck in my mind

it was only a question

in a nature of the simple kind,

Have you ever been in love?



A "yes" ran from my lips

then a maybe

to an I dont know

and as I remember

All the feelings I render

I couldn't remember

the last time

I fell in love.



So i ask you

what is this love you speak of?

Can I taste it?

Can I smell it?

Touch it?

Hear it?



Tell me the way

I think I've lost my way.



Can you show me for just a while,

maybe sometime

someday?

Can you show me how to get there?



If you do,

I'll see to it

We both get there together

and never look back.