I canít help but think of you right now,
Your arms draw me in each night,
Wrapping around me in loveís embrace,
Fulfilling me with delight.
Passionís locked in your romantic arms,
Sweet love is our existence,
And the nights seem to be ours alone,
Such a dream your persistence.
Itís pretty and warm this afternoon,
And 'course my heart calls for you,
Pulling me near with those loving arms,
My dream is you need me too.
Your loving arms often hold me close,
I still look at you and see,
Loveís longing that strongly will capture,
Romance again that will be.
I can tell by that look in your eyes,
And sweet smile inviting me,
Youíre thinking of me as I am you,
An afternoonís love will be.
September 21, 2003