Rushing Love

I see him standing on a corner
From a distance he starts to rock my world
Could this be the man who holds the key
To my heart its closed who could this be

Love seems so far from my infected mind
It hurts the past tempered sores remind
That love can’t be true only full
Of lies and secrets of push and pull

I can’t fight this feeling no more
Its love I know it’s rushed before
Letting go of toxins from the core
Its love I know it’s rushed before

You walk toward and close to me
I can no longer hide behind the wall
You look into my soul so deep
The key you hold it’s yours to keep

The love you show powerful and raw
The pain extinguished from my sight
The rays of lights from bright high
For love and happiness my soul does cry

The Brighton to London Poet

© 2005 MCARB