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Sometimes I miss you.
Sometimes I really miss you.
Other times I am craving for you,
And occasionally my heart squeezes longingly so.
Should I dream of you,
I would want you to dream of me too,
To be connected in a way beyond your lovely hands touching my side,
And just maybe, that divine little weight upon my skin.
I used to look for just a girl with a pretty smile,
A beautiful mind and lips that speak sweet things...
And I am still looking for this girl every morning,
Every time I open my eyes in bed, and reaching out to touch, you.
Sometimes I really miss you.
Other times I am craving for you,
And occasionally my heart squeezes longingly so.
Should I dream of you,
I would want you to dream of me too,
To be connected in a way beyond your lovely hands touching my side,
And just maybe, that divine little weight upon my skin.
I used to look for just a girl with a pretty smile,
A beautiful mind and lips that speak sweet things...
And I am still looking for this girl every morning,
Every time I open my eyes in bed, and reaching out to touch, you.
Literature
Love Is.
Love Is
Love is
When I can't
Say your name
Without feeling the butterflies
Love is when
I didn't know
I could feel like this
And yet it feels better each day
Love is when
You think you'll never get over it
But time heals all
And eventually you let them go
Love is when
We talk day after day
And the conversation
Never gets old
And love is when
You hold my heart in your hand
And you wake me up with your lips
And love is when
A song comes on
And we both know all the words
And love is when
I don't even know
Where I end
And you begin
Love is when we are so tightly wrapped
Around the other's fingers
That y
Literature
Love
It's the song on the radio that reminds you of what you had and what you lost.
It's the smile that a baby gives when she is genuinely happy.
It's the sound of a laugh from someone who hasn't laughed in a long, long time.
It's the friend who still remembers you even if you call after fifteen years.
It's the last piece of chocolate saved for you in a box you thought was empty.
It's the gift that is exactly what you needed, when you needed it.
It's the two hour ride across town, just so she can see you before she leaves.
It's the dog who waits for you to come home, just to give you all the affection in the world.
It's the companionship o
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Just One More Kiss
A glimpse of you,
Breath taking,
Silencing,
Freezing,
Your eyes,
Your lips,
That smile,
Like fresh air,
My heart,
My poor heart,
Never knew what hit him,
Those damn lips,
Just one more kiss,
Then I can die.
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i look forward to more of your buetiful poems
lolz i dont know how to spell
lolz i dont know how to spell