You're my this to that. (:

by katarina   Jul 26, 2007


You love, is the blossomed flower in my winter
The shimmering crystal icicles in my warm summer
The growing peach on a branch in my fall
And the flying fall leaves on a sunsetted beach in my cold autumn
You're my rain to my brought
My sun on a rainy day
You're my air when I can't breathe
My water when I'm dying of thirst
You're my sound to my voice
My meaning in my soulful music
And you're the words to this poem
You're the pages in my book of life
My sunblock to the high held sun
My clouds to the clear blue sky
And most of all
You're the key to my heart

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