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Kaya Bullard

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

18 poems·Since September 2014
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Lips

April 11, 2016

Your lips are so soft and red like a red, red rose

The thought of kissing you is stuck in my head.

The beauty that is placed upon your face is like a masterpiece

Shining through the darkest storms

Your eyes sparkle like the the morning rain shining from the sun's rays.

When I stare into them I feel like I am soaring high

My love for you is pure and unconditional.

I never stop thinking of you 

The sound of your voice echoes through my head

With the simple words of "I Love You."

It just makes my heart beat rapidly day by day

Because I knew from the very first start that you were truly my one and only.

 

 

 

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