We can make this baby

by Swallowed by Death   Feb 29, 2008


It’s in the way you look at me,
I see the light inside your smile,
Hope funnels in my heart,
Like never before.
I hear your voice,
And all my senses tingle,
It’s like floating on air,
To take in the sweetness of your sounds.
The feel of your touch,
Makes my heart burn for you,
To be intertwined in your body,
Surrounded by nothing but you.
Perfect.
The feel of your love,
Shining through your eyes,
Onto my skin and pressing me down,
Consumed In you alone.
I love you,
It tickles my ear to hear your whisper,
But it makes my stomach flip,
And my heart skip a beat.
I love you too,
For who you are, and what you do,
You are the only one for me,
If we can both just believe.

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