Something Everyone Believes  

For all real lovers there is something more
A real kind of magic enters the door
For all real lovers that may pass by
There is a hint of twinkle stirred in the eye
For people may pass but lovers they linger
They may be reminisced by the touch of a finger
Lovers they carry a certain tingle
They dance the halls where joined souls mingle
Lovers are gentle, they care what they touch
They bring pleasure and fantasies and such
In early hours lovers entwine
They sleep in unity, in slumber divine
Joint by forces far greater then they
By forces far more then words could say
Lovers they see each spark ignite
Knowing fully when each moment is right
For real lovers are melded by feel
Knowing full well real lovers are real

© 2008 Michelle L Hart