Feel a heat wave coming
you are walking up the street
waves of warmth preceed you
radiate from head to your feet
Yet, I'll bet you didn't know
the heat you spread around
is like an oven being opened
with just a sighing sound
That wave I feel is touching
wraps me in a sweet bouquet
no matter if you tip along
I feel when you are on the way.
Your presence is my need
it is you I so do crave.
Love it when I know its you
can tell by your Heat Wave
Del Cano 2005 January
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