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Sharing all my little bits of not so great poetry
I have never been able to put into words how you make me feel (speciallovedimportantbeautifuladored) How your touch sends tingles from my spine down to my toes (delicious) How your hands feel, running over my skin as if it were silk (needyourtouch) How your lips feel against my skin (softsmoothgentleloving) How your tongue feels against my teeth (wantcravedesire) How your arms feel around me (safehomesafeprotectedsafewarmsafeloved) How your gentle touch caresses away my tears (it's okay dear you don't need people who treat you like that anyways) How your eyes run across every inch of me, like you love what you see (do you really? yes) How your quiet, slow voice comforts me (we'll be okay I promise and even if we're not I won't leave I'll be here by your side always darling I promise) How your words become stuck in my mind (minemycuddlebugminemybeautifullittlegirlmine) You make me feel loved special adored beautiful desired important wanted safe
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Apr 13, 2015
Apr 13, 2015 at 10:25 PM UTC
You Make Me Feel
My darling,           everything                          is meant                                     to be                                       b                                                  r                                            o                                                      k                                                              e                                             n                                                My dear,                                                            we will                                                                        all be                                                                                    s                                                                                                  h                                                                           a                                                                                       tt                                                                                  e                                                                                                       r                                                                              e                                                                                             d                                                                                                             in the end.
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Apr 8, 2015
Apr 8, 2015 at 9:56 PM UTC
In The End
My darling,           everything                          is meant                                     to be                                       b                                                  r                                            o                                                      k                                                              e                                             n                                                My dear,                                                            we will                                                                        all be                                                                                    s                                                                                                  h                                                                           a                                                                                       tt                                                                                  e                                                                                                       r                                                                              e                                                                                             d                                                                                                             in the end.
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Love is a curious thing It builds us up And breaks us down It creates and destroys Brings happiness and sadness Everyone wants it Craves it Needs it Until it breaks you Until you find yourself ruined in the aftermath of love gone wrong And you begin to think that you would be better off without love That you don't need it Or want it But would you really? Would you be better without that heartbreak? Would you have learned those lessons Or made those same realizations about love And life And joy And laughter And sorrow? Isn't it better to go through the sorrow and come out on the other side Happier Wiser Stronger? So that one day You can find love again A better, stronger, happier love Because isn't that what everyone wants?
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Apr 1, 2015
Apr 1, 2015 at 8:52 PM UTC
A Curious Thing
I fall asleep with your name on my lips and thoughts of you in my restless mind And I wake with the taste of you lingering on my tongue and your beautiful face seared into my closed eylelids
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Apr 1, 2015
Apr 1, 2015 at 8:25 PM UTC
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