16 August 2012
It wasn't fireworks. It wasn't passion, And brass bands. It wasn't soul igniting. It wasn't fantasy, And different lands.
It didn't blow my mind, Or turn my legs to jelly. It didn't rock my works, Or butterflies in my belly.
It was if my soul awoke. Raised its voice and said,
"Oh, there you are. I've been looking for you"
And surely that's love instead.
When We Kissed... • Opuss № I