Eyes and ears listen to this.
The one who can is the one I'm with.
Can't help but glance
at the belle all around.
That shakes me between
two feelings I found.
Love is a way to say never-ending.
The kind of devotion
locked, glued, and eternally
crucial in each other's lives.
So much so strife
becomes the lowest of threats.
To know that's blown over
in minutes is key.
Because squabbles do nothing
that's needed in partnerships
rooted in bullet-saving credence.
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Author:
Andrew Castillo (
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