Unlicensed Love
On a summer's day long, long ago,
I fell in love and I'll never know,
Just what it was that made me feel,
So drawn to her, what the appeal,
That set my pulses so to race,
When e'er I gazed upon that face,
Of one who was scarce but a child,
Yet even then could drive me wild,
I'll never know the how's and why's,
I lost my heart to Hazel Eyes.
But when I got that long sought kiss,
I knew I'd found my Perfect Miss,
My elfin girl from down the lane,
And I'll never let her go again.
For how could I describe our love?
Romantic love, all hearts and flowers,
No way to count the days and hours,
Spent in self-indulgent wishes,
And thoughts of long awaited kisses,
Of sweet embraces, tender sighs,
And gazing into love filled eyes,
Oh yes, it is that kind of love.
Or, is it yet the love of passion.
The ecstasy that knows no ration.
That shuddering nerve-tingling feeling.
The climax with your senses reeling.
The wondrous joy when you discover.
That sweet surrender to your lover.
Oh yes, it's that kind of love too.
Or even yet a love that grows
One that cares and one that knows
That sees beyond the outer skin
Into the person deep within
That loves the spirit and the soul
The inner self that makes the whole
Built on trust and empathy
A love you know was meant to be
The love we share is all these things
A love that has no need of rings
A love you never need to doubt
A love I cannot live without
A love to last us all our days
A love I'll share with you always
- Jim Sharman -
On a summer's day long, long ago,
I fell in love and I'll never know,
Just what it was that made me feel,
So drawn to her, what the appeal,
That set my pulses so to race,
When e'er I gazed upon that face,
Of one who was scarce but a child,
Yet even then could drive me wild,
I'll never know the how's and why's,
I lost my heart to Hazel Eyes.
But when I got that long sought kiss,
I knew I'd found my Perfect Miss,
My elfin girl from down the lane,
And I'll never let her go again.
For how could I describe our love?
Romantic love, all hearts and flowers,
No way to count the days and hours,
Spent in self-indulgent wishes,
And thoughts of long awaited kisses,
Of sweet embraces, tender sighs,
And gazing into love filled eyes,
Oh yes, it is that kind of love.
Or, is it yet the love of passion.
The ecstasy that knows no ration.
That shuddering nerve-tingling feeling.
The climax with your senses reeling.
The wondrous joy when you discover.
That sweet surrender to your lover.
Oh yes, it's that kind of love too.
Or even yet a love that grows
One that cares and one that knows
That sees beyond the outer skin
Into the person deep within
That loves the spirit and the soul
The inner self that makes the whole
Built on trust and empathy
A love you know was meant to be
The love we share is all these things
A love that has no need of rings
A love you never need to doubt
A love I cannot live without
A love to last us all our days
A love I'll share with you always
- Jim Sharman -