Lazy sunday’s
You at the gym, me swimming
Long Sunday lunches
Walking in the park
Not having to leave you in bed
Waking up in different cities
Making love to you, after we’ve walked back from the beach.
Holding eachother, kissing your golden skin
Coming home to you
Us both in love
Not having to share
A new job for you
A new life for us, no limits
A place which is ours
All of your dreams come true
Not scared, not jealous,
Just perfect, always.
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Author:
chris frank (
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- Comment from author about the poem: It’s simple. It really is. Promise Girl in Blue
- Category: Love
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