When eyes meet
And souls speak
A spark alights
Taken to heights
You've never seen
Either you or she
A flutter of the soul
You must never let her go
But the dance is short
And the moment brief
You cannot court
And there's no relief
So brief the song
So poor the plan
For she belongs
To another man
Parcheesi
I know why they call it ‘Soul’ now Because I found mine within. The fact that the release will kill you, Keeps those who might get there, Fr...
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