What I need
Her lips and her smile,
I need them forever.
One sweet kiss,
That's my morphine.
No more pain,
But only with her.
Her mind is wonderful.
So full of creation,
And so bright.
Her soul is pure,
And she is what I need.
Without her,
There is no light...
Only darkness...
Without her,
There is no happiness...
Just pain and despair...
I need her.
She is my lifeline.
She is my everything,
And without her...
I am nothing...
Her touch alone brings me life,
And her smile gives me hope.
When she speaks,
I hear the beauty she is.
I don't just see it.
She speaks so beautifully,
I lose track of anything,
And everything around me.
She is what I need.
Her, being her,
Is what I need.
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