Pour
The day and the breeze,
So simple a release.
The feeling; the knowing
It's going, yet slowing.
I'm feeling more,
I'm thinking less.
I'm thinking more
I'm feeling this.
Your eyes are like a picture
Saying a thousand words.
Your touch is like a book,
A story, with no words.
I like you, it's simple.
Resistance is futile.
You are mine, I am yours.
My love, when it rains, it pours.
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