Only You

Searching for answers between the lines Lines in the palm of your hand Searching for the slightest sign Sign that is your heart's fervent demand I search your eyes and see it unfold Unfold like cloud shape shifting Rampant, it could never hold Hold shape: I saw my own soul searching Searching, I found only you.   Confess

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