It Started...

by Dying Beautifully   Nov 24, 2007


It started with flattery,
Then I wanted you next to me.
I began to feel love,
Inside I fell for you my dove.
I finally spoke the words,
You spoke them too!
It has moved from then,
We are now the best of friend.
A sign of affection is shared,
If only you knew how I was scared.
A hug and a kiss goodbye,
You walk and I slowly die.
Then I remember we are still together,
Even when we are apart.
I smile as I sleep,
I smile and love makes me weep.
I see your face,
Any time of day at any place.
I feel your warmth,
And fall into deep comfort.
I wake to all this past,
I know this love will last.
For once your next to me,
You can't go back to flattery.

MWAH

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