September 29, 1978
7:15 p.m .
poetry by Michael F. Nyiri
A Personal Note
"poetry of sorts"
There is a moment A precious moment When the mind will choose to linger And the heart will charm the mind to do what's best And at this precious moment This bright and precious moment Love will shine and take care of the rest. I've never felt this moment I've never felt this moment I've never been as much in love as this But I felt it when You touched me with your kiss. I know they say that love can move a mountain I know they say that love can blind the sun But even though I do believe What they say that love can do I never felt it till I found the only one. There is a feeling A precious feeling Where you cease to care what's happ'ning And your heart commands the timeto do what's best And with this precious feeling You don't care what you're feeling As you let love take care of the rest. I've never felt this feeling I've never felt this feeling I've never been as much in love as this But I felt it when you touched me with your kiss. I know I've written reams that say what love is. I know I say that love is what I feel. But even though I always thought That what I thought was true. I never knew it till I found out it was real.
copyright 2001 Michael F. Nyiri
