Love Is What Makes the World Go Round
To hold you again is all I can think of
To feel your body touching mine
To press your lips, to hear those words
Love words so tender in rhyme
Am I in heaven, have left this earth
Touch me to prove you are real
My mind's all askew since your return
Is it really you that I feel
Read about love in all those books
Never appeared real until now
Cravings are almost too difficult to bear
To survive I'm wondering how
Then sweet love falls softly into my lap
The world is singing once more
Love is what makes the world go round
Known the whole world o'er
To hold you again is all I can think of
To feel your body touching mine
Dedicated to all those rediscovering a long lost love
© Jack Ellison 2013
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