Accidentally
I wasn't trying to find you, you just showed up.
It's funny how we met, who would've known.
You and I connected on the spot,
and even though the weather was hot
you gave me chills up my spine.
Your eyes are the light to my life,
your lips the words to my heart,
in your arms is my paradise,
your voice steals me with everything it says.
Though our visits are limited our love grows.
Being in love with you is a blessing, just to be with one so precious.
Consider me blessed to have you in my life.
Imperfect to yourself but perfect to me,
I fell in love with you accidentally.
-Brizhae Burgos
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