Absolute Love
I hear the birds singing like the sun's up,
bringing light to the world around us.
I open my eyes and see him laying
there, soundless, perfect, gorgeous, I'm obsessed.
I kiss his cheek softly and sweetly, he opens
his eyes and smiles, bliding me.
His eyes are blue like the sky on a spring
day, his face so flawless and breath taking.
Sun shines through the window, the light shining
on his face like he's an angel from heaven.
Getting out of bed when waking up to
him is the hardest thing ever imagined.
Moving closer to me and he hold me, kissing my cheek,
my neck, my forehead, sending chills down my spine.
His hands are moving up and down my back.
His eyes never leave mine, intensity is rising.
I find myself gasping for air. I need
oxygen as he moves closer to me.
He kisses my lips and I'm gone in a
whole different world. I'm floating on cloud nine.
All the senses ever imvented are
intensified. I'm in absolute love.
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