she’s modestly sensuous
a breath-taking rarity
as pure as liquid gold
a charm I thirst to hold
her voice is it’s own clarity
every lyric pulls me closer and every smile makes me fly
maybe one day she’ll see
how much she means to me
a future in her hands
her laugh and her sass
she’s never held down
I love her every singularity
may this passion always stay
love always wins they say
we’re so close to the finish line
you love who you love
I'm fighting for mine
the sign of the dove
and passion of love
a bond I must bind
- Author: Aals ( Offline)
- Published: November 3rd, 2017 18:28
- Category: Love
- Views: 39
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