Love on the move

Those words not spoken
Those sentances not formed
Those emotions not released
Yet all can be heard,when eyes talk
Seconds ticking.
Time on the move
Moments,not meant to happen
Love does not keep time
But time steals the heart
See the light
Feel the love
Touch the fire
Words from a song
a song the heart yearns to sing
Smiles remembered
Smells ingrained
Sounds become music
Movements make dreams worth dreaming.
When eyes talk,love steals the heart.
Hearts that sing,make dreams worth dreaming
Look into my eyes,steal my heart,
Touch my fire,become my dream..forever

Tarek
10/9/2010