young love
were art tho shall you be
in my thoughts
in my dreams
in my fantasy
The sound of your voice as if it were the ocean breeze.
So mellow and calm
perfect and peaceful.
If only you knew what i meant, you'd understand.
Everything about you is just so spectacular.
My thoughts once dull and empty are now full of excitement and entertainment.
my dreams are open and meaningful.
I wake in the morning to hear your voice say my name.
I dance to the Ry them of the beat of my aching heart as if it tells me we truly belong with one another.
Your are a course, a good one though. you delight me in many wonderful ways.
So pleased I shall make you if you were mine.
What shall i say for you to exist in my life.
I don't love I adore you
I don't like I cherish you.
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nina777posted on 10/27/2009
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