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Has the world come to an end?
Or has the sweet taste of love come to amend?
The pulse is as calm as still waters,
But beats loud like a drum,
Breaths are soft like whispers,
Eyelids dropping as if the sun,
Was setting over our eyes.

All we can think about in the moment,
Was us alone with no disturbance.
Our talking eyes are trapped in one another's,
As tears start flowing down my cheek,
The air is at the moment very mystique,
As I am sitting here with my lover.

I wish I could express how I feel about you,
Words cannot describe,
Words cannot define,
Emotions that builds our vibe,
Of becoming a part of each other.

The future...
Very peculiar,
Seeing us together,
Make it last forever.
Thinking about having a child,
Makes my mind go wild,
Even though my face gives away a soothing smile.
When I touch my stomach,
Teardrops comes rushing down,
I don't know why,
But I sometimes pretend a baby's kicking,
And hearing baby sounds.

Are you the one?
My soul mate?
My future husband?...
Could this really be love?
So many questions are unanswered,
I need help for God's sake!

My heart's grown softer,
The wounds are healing,
People may say I'm abusive,
But I am very appealing.
For what is lost is also found
Even though it took three years,
I think I've settled down,
For good...

Well, I'm going to end my poem here,
What's in store for me is near,
Good-bye to all that is reading this,
Hopefully the poem was bliss...
 

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