Touch my wounded heart with your medicinal finger tips pal. <br />And I understand that you are belong to another tender soul. <br />But let her realize that we are not rivals and ruin her nest <br />Just simply contemporary friends of the Love arena. <br /> <br />*[ But I remember my poor Mom's precious advise; ' Don't play with fire or taste any illicit liquor ever Sonny! You will burn your clear conscience.'<br /><br />nimal dunuhinga<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/it-s-an-unsolvable-request/
