A kiss keeps bringing you back to my side,

Until you met he who kisses better.

Then your heart will just be in a flutter.

Of course, all I want to do is run, hide.

I love you, though my eyes are open wide.

You bounce to and fro, a toy on a string.

Do you think someone else's love will bring

More joy to your heart, another suitor?

I am always that stable, safety net

That you have now, and always beneath you.

So, I languish, morosely, still to fret.

What more do I say, what more should I do?

A kiss, that always brings you back to me,

The clear warning of what is yet to be.

03/12/1976

Posted on 11/26/2007
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