A SOUL THAT SEEPS INTO MY SKIN...MAKES ME FEEL "LOVE"

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What gives you a way to be who you are, what gives you a chance to think to yourself...think about yourself, while thinking of what means the world to you is "Love".
"Love".... truly and wholly captivates the life when it exists for real! In whatever you do, you find yourself capable of inducing the same positive vibe, which keeps you going. "Love" can be a small toy, a leaf, the zephyr , the waters, the sky ..love can be "YOu". Depends how you feel it.
Love cannot have a specific definition. It binds your soul to the soul of the world. It attaches you to everything which has felt you. There is love even in silence!
When things around you go wrong, when nothing is as you wanted it to be... slowly a spirit creeps into you, calms you down, makes you feel good and wonderful about who you are but you remain silent, yet feel good about being loved! This silence, this patience is "love"! Love is what makes you feel, love makes you read between the lines... love makes you live! It is the soul of life! Love lies not in reciprocation. Love is to be felt.Truly felt. Love is much above all legal papers, above all that binds you to the earthly belongings. Love makes you free! Love show to you, who you truly are . It makes you feel warm and cared for. It makes you feel complete.
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I don't want him to be my lover

The words he speaks, the way he looks at me;
Will not let me feel forlorn.
Why does he have to do this with me ?
Why can’t he just let me be alone?

Why does he make me feel warm, With him around?
Why doesn’t he leave me and go away?
What is the reason, behind his love profound?
When I doubt that he is here to stay …

Why does he touch me as if,
There’s nothing else around, than me?
Why does he look at me as if,
There is nothing else that he can see.

Why does he make me feel as if,
I’m doing him wrong?
Why does he make me smile by humming,
That silly love song.

Why does he want me to hold his hands?
When I know it will just be a matter of few weeks…
Why does he want me to take, once more this chance?
Why can’t I avoid those blushes on the cheeks?

I don’t want him to win me over,
I don’t want this to happen to me once again.
I don’t want him to be my lover.
Because the penalty of love, is just tears and pain.

-Alisha

Take me along with you

I have never been to me,
Hold my hand and take me there.
Its only you who can see ,
Through all my pains and despair.


Its nobody but you, whom I really adore
Whether you believe it or not,
I’ll share all your pains ,I assure
Without even a second thought.


I know you plan to leave me all alone,
And move to a place just new.
As the memories of a crazy little gal who loves you
take me along with you.


-Alisha