Love potion
With her it’s different.
For me it’s excellent.
It’s too cliche to say Heaven sent,
But I haven’t thought of a better line yet.
This poetry is in motion.
Excuse the commotion.
It’s just my thoughts rattling around.
Can’t move in slow motion,
When she could become a potion.
An elixir that lets me see her ups and her downs.
Let me raise her up, when she needs it.
Let her put me down if I am wrong.
Let it be that she remains perfect.
If it makes her happy then let me be gone.
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