precious
is every word prceious or are they just gone within the wind,
im stuck within the truth of every word i ment,
because in my mind you were precious in which i cherished every moment,
i was lost within your love but i wasnt to blind to know it,
you were beautifuly shy with a smile that shined bright,
you would be my dreams that i sleep aside at night,
and every moment we shared was a blessing captured in my heart,
i would walk the distance if so we are far apart,
i would hold your hand and have you close enough to see,
how i truly feel and how much you mean to me,
if you read this poem and you know who its to,
you'll probably turn more red when you find out its you.
you are precous in my eyes...
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