Every story has to be about something, I suppose
This one says I lose my head
As the feeling starts to grow
I can feel love thumping at the doors of my heart
I can feel love thump as it tears me apart
I can feel love pump as the worrying starts
I can feel love thumping
At the doors of my heart again
Everybody needs someone they can cling to
now and then
No more defence, no more pretence
No reasons to explain it
I can feel love thumping at the doors of my heart
jackfrost
Pro
get rid of the noise that love is causing in your head and then it will come good,
here a poem from the trenches
when first he came to see her
twas with a timid heart
and even when the lights were low
.....they sat this
Far..................apart
But as their love grew warmer
and they learned the joy of a kiss
they knocked out all the spaces
andsatascloseasthis.