Every Time

I've always loved the ocean and every time I look into your eyes, I feel as if I'm swimming in it. Every time you kiss me my world comes to a halt and I never want it to end. I want to travel the world with you as I lay in your arms each night and dream of what we will do the next day. Every time you leave, I trace my finger along the areas that you've danced your fingers upon. You always kiss me like you mean it, even when it's a place other than my lips. You make me feel like there's nowhere to go, but up. Every time I talk to you, you know exactly what I'm talking about and no one has ever done that. I'm so lucky that I have you, yet I'm so afraid of losing you.

This poem is about: 
Me

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