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Strange Ingredient…
The indefinable ingredient that makes love
A specialty when it’s tasted for the first time
Leaves most souls in a state of desperate confusion
They are not themselves when love takes hold
A stranger has taken control
And we wonder what’s wrong with us
Nothing at all, it’s just love coming for a visit
We find ourselves doing strange things for attention
We know it’s wrong but we can’t help ourselves
Only after the act do we regret our actions
We regret not what we did, only that we got caught
Love isn’t for everyone
And not because your heart has fallen
Means that his will too
Even if you think you’re the woman of his dreams
But you’re not the woman of his
And it’s just so hard to walk away when you believe
Your heart speaks the truth
But belief isn’t always truth
Love isn’t always welcomed
Hearts will always be broken
It’s just the tragedy of unrequited love
But then when you turn the mirror around there is sunshine
Love being embraced by two lonely hearts
Is a beautiful thing to watch in bloom
Slowly you can see the shift from apprehension to welcome
From caution to that full blown smile
She’s in love, he’s in love
They wonder why everyone isn’t in love
It ain’t that easy to find and when you do
Hold on to it my friends
Nurture it, give it room to grow
Cause a stifled love is a dying love
Love only stays as long as it’s appreciated
Love is like a child, it needs constant attention
The minute you look away and think it’s safe
Is the last minute you will have your love
Danger lurks around every corner
Be vigil my friends
Love on your own terms
Love without respect is empty
And we all need to be filled with a love of self
Before we can love anyone else.
Dean Jéan-Pierre