Steamy window
Steamy window... and I draw
on the glass the words of love,
letter by letter, trace by trace,
on the glass I write these love-ways...
for you and for me out of the blue
the birth of the words " I love only you"
Steamy window,,, and I draw
on the glass the trace of love
...the patterns of a finger on the glass
these feelings of mine will not pass...
I draw it and think, it's true
I believe in the phrase" I love only you"
Steamy window... and I draw
on the glass the picture of love
in the colours of the kisses, in the hues of a touch
it means for me, I know so much,
a trace of my finger like a due
of the mysterious door " I love only you'
Steamy window... and I draw
on the glass the music of love
it's more than words, more than trace
it's more than sounds, more than phrase:
I want to write anew and anew
A romance with the name "I love only you"
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