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Love like woah


He spoke in great endearment and

Depicted of what true love is, some people judge and call it a phase

I don’t care I say, I don’t care, for it is true love

His smile is what I adore, for it is the fact I melt inside,

His warm tender heart is the love I care for

Never wanting to break him because his past was a cold war

His angelic like self, is something to not be played with

For when I look into his eyes I see us

When our hands join together, a fluttering sensation jumps inside me

And if he’ll ever with drawl, I wouldn’t be able to breathe again because oxygen wouldn’t even exist anymore

 

I place my hand on his smooth skin, caressing his man like face

I place a warmth touch on his lips with mine

I feel the vibe reside within us

He sits there and plays the guitar

While I’ll sit here

And watch him like a luminous shape in the night sky

I’ll fall in love with every metrical and powerful word he says

“Baby you make me happy “, is what I’ll say

 

I sit hit here and write him love poems

Telling him how much I really love him

While he just smiles

And by seeing that angelic like smirk on his face

I know it’s real

Our love, that’s what I know is real

 

 

 

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<p>Thank you :)</p>
Shannynt Leè
I love this !!

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