Theres no question of what or why
Absolutely no substitute or compromise
When I look into her eyes
I want to die
She awakens within me
something I never ever see
When I think of her and me as "we"
my soul fills with glee
Absolute beauty outside and in
The thought of her makes my pulse quicken
When we part at the days end
I'm a shell 'til I see her again
Saturday, April 11, 2009
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