My Stone Love
I refuse to be afraid to love you
I refuse to reject your lips upon mine
I refuse to avoid your eyes
I refuse to deny you an longer
The day my eyes first approached yours I smiled a pure smile
I remember how the sky looked as we saw it as one
Colors so striking reflecting our connection
I looked at you and for the first time you smiled with me instead of at me
That evening we became one
I'm not sure if I call it love or magic or idiocy but whatever it is I know what I AM sure of
I am sure of loving whatever I feel when I'm with you
Every part of you makes me love you
Every touch of your hand makes me cherish your affection
I've become so fond of you that every thought I produce spirals back to you
I accept the fact that I think I love you
I accept the fact that the tenderness of your lips makes me weak
I accept the fact hat your eyes have become my second home after your arms
I accept the fact that you are there
You are my first love
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