i love how tightly you grasp my hand,
like you never want me to go
the look in your eyes somehow says to me
you love me more than i'll ever know
the way you hold me within your arms
tells me you don't mind if we go slow,
and that face of yours is more magical
than three shooting stars in a row
i could listen to your voice all day
because its like my favorite song,
i adore no matter how much i hear it
and no matter how long
your laugh rings like chimes in the wind
but far more precious than that there,
and your love for me as delicate as a hummingbird,
makes my heart beat as fast as it's wings in the air
you touch me so gently, you'd think i was a flower
by the brush of your hand up to my cheek,
and somehow found a love of which
i hadn't yet to seek
and now what i have got is what some would call "a dream"
and i would say so too in all practicality
until i kiss you again, feel it, and realize
that this is all reality
~
Sunday, May 2
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