footprints in the earth.....
Register
You gave me your name
I gave you my hour
I have no game to play
Chasing makes me tire
I have your number
From where in my heart
You have my affection
Bullseye have thrown my dart.
I keep your memory
Strongly in my mind
I hold your story
The hearts that I find
In time and distance
Near or miles afar
I remain in the trance
Of being in your register
I gave you my hour
I have no game to play
Chasing makes me tire
I have your number
From where in my heart
You have my affection
Bullseye have thrown my dart.
I keep your memory
Strongly in my mind
I hold your story
The hearts that I find
In time and distance
Near or miles afar
I remain in the trance
Of being in your register
Comment On This Poem --- Vote for this poem
Register
Register