To Never Even Love. . .
To Smile, Kiss, Hug
Never be Left alone
To Cry, Scream, Yell
Even In the Worse Moments
To Squeeze, Laugh, Hold
Never be Left Cold
Love will never leave my hands, for they will always be palmed in yours
My chest will Hum like a thousand Bees, Though they carry a painful stinger
will leave nothing but a sweet gift for those they Trust.
To Love. . .
Never With Boundaries. . .
Even when you give all your Love. . .
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