I never knew the meaning of love or what this great word entails. I simply knew the definition that left out all the details. I didn't know what love meant nor how to tell if it was true, but this all changed the day I met you. I know what I feel for you is true because it's no surprise that I see your face when I close my eyes. I can still feel your arms holding me tight even after your embrace has left my sight. Long after we've said goodbye. I can taste your sweet kiss lingering on my lips leaving me in pure bliss. I know I?m in love because I miss you before you're even gone. Your voice echoes in my ears until the break of dawn. Your presence eases my pain Your name sends chills down my spine You're the only one I think about and now you're all mine. Will you come dance with me, along the shore.Will you please? dance like a summer breeze. Sing a ballad to my heart, to pierce it fiercely like a dart. The stars will dance the moon will Sing, as the chapel bell rings. We'll dance forever, till the break of dawn. We'll dance until we feel withdrawn. the sound of silence embraces the night, as we embrace in a simmering flight. A flight of chance, to begin romance. As the song dies down, there is no frown. For we are happy in the ending night.I have spent a lifetime gazing at the beauty of women.This has always seemed so natural and easy. Life's most beautiful treasures are offered free.No harm intended just to look.Compared to most everything else, the sight of a woman is most pleasing.Whether seen up close or from afar...my eye is always drawn just to see. Unless, perhaps, she were you? her eyes aren?t comparable to the morning glisten of the lake the sun isn't bright enough to challenge her glow and as much as nature tries to copy her beauty mother nature will never know she walks higher than the ground below her feet I don't think she ever had a speck of dirt between her toes everyone but God bows down to her and my love is the only one she truly knows. Her smile is wider than the Sahara and love is attached from end to end...her lips are smoother than silk but not as smooth as her skin. My hands ache for her emasculate touch and without it they will mangle and decay without her sweet love and passion I will choose to end all and die today to hear "I love you" is more than a rich man's gold for I am richer than all of you nd your wealth can easily fold my wealth will never deplete or decrease. Death can not part my treasure from me for when Death comes around, and makes his trumpet sound...it's just an opportunity for us to finally be free. You can not take your priceless belongings with you but I will always have mine. We will both share our treasure in heaven and with God at my side, we will surely dine. Stirring up my emotions...It lingers in my mind...rememberance of the moments all the answers to find in the depths of my soul A feeling immensly true..Aapowerful force which weakens my barriers- the love i portray for you...I reveal all of the truths...confessing the secrets of me...letting the pain be at ease with you i am free. You are my other half fully completing my heart. We are eternally bound together though at times must be apart. My body and soul yearn for you. I am overcome by fate I've made the realization ou are my one soul mate It has stirred up my emotions Nothing left to do The words linger on my lips I am in love with you
Meet me, my love, for an innocent kiss under the milky way. Where the stars are bright, as our love that grows, incandescent with each passing day.Thy radiant glow and lips that are moist,I am eager for the touch, with a passionate kiss, I have yearned so long, that would mean to you as much.Thy soft silky skin and warm embrace,has beckoned now my soul.Our hearts set to race, of the passions within, that only love can know.So kiss me my sweet, under the stars,as the daylight ushers near.For love's first kiss, thy sweet surrender,has brought us both to here.Poetic love is like words being said through words on paper,His words are firing through her sweet ears. The river of deep blue sea. Her lips ripping at each word he speaks, and covers up the whole page.
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