WHEN YOU LOVE ME

By John Thomas Tuft

A person is ordinary until you fall in love with them

Or could it be the other way around?

A song is empty air until someone sings it

For music alone never makes a sound.

The sound of your breath moving across my ear

Is the whisper of music on the summer side of life

The look in your eyes as you lie there watching me

Is the ordinary taking my heart hostage with a knife.

The clarion call of passion can give way to love

Offered with tokens upon bended knee

Ever so certain that we can walk on water always

Oh I will never forget how I feel when you love me.