My heart my dear is as fragile as your favorite butterfly
sensitive to each touch
to every sensation, if endured too much pressure and force
will shatter my will to fly high, in the intoxication of loving you
one drug I did not anticipate a need for
you're the dragon I chase with every inch of my being
an addiction that has compromised my very thoughts
your enticing green eyes on me
that's all it takes
for my worried filled mind to be at rest
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Panda (Pseudonym) (
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Lovely words 🙂
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