2007-03-10 - 8:17 a.m.
The Shape of Your Kiss...Where you found me
peering out of the dark
You gave me your hand
and didn't want to part
Where my skin was dirty
and wasting away
The touch of your hand
renewed it by day
When my eyes were drowning
at all sights unclean
A flick from your fingers
let you be seen
And I felt so ashamed
and wanted to hide
you found me and held me
and never left my side
I was broken
and trying to repair
you made me feel strong
the weight less to bear
When I felt
I couldn't go on
I fell into you
and that feeling was gone
Where my old heart was tattered
and ripped apart
The shape of your kiss
left a mark on my new heart