Night Walks
The street in which I walk is calm.
My thoughts are clear;
I think of you.
You are my idea of love.
Arms that hold me, eyes that pierce me.
I know you're there.
I think of you.
You personify love.
The way you speak; the way you talk.
The gentle whispers of compassion.
I think of you
And your calming voice.
When we fight, we do not yell.
Jealousy is replaced with trust.
I think of you.
I have no fear.
The path on which we walk is calm.
Even when we are apart,
You think of me.
I am your idea of love.
This poem is about:
Me
Our world
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