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I have never forgotten the valley of your neck
Or what it tastes like to love you.
I want to fall in love with your words,
your smile,
your hand above mine.

I want to remember your eyes,
your body,
your favorite perfume.

I want to feel your breath in my neck,
my hand in your brown hair,
my lips on your cheek.

I want to know your fears,
you dreams,
your past,
talk about your futur.

I want to be your friend,
your lover,
the person you call in the middle of the night,
i want to be yours.
O.P
My Dear Marie
It kills me
That you can't see
Your worth
Your rarity
And your importance

My Dear Marie
It kills me
That you don't see how
You deserve only the best
You deserve to be happy
And that you deserve him

Because you do
The song of innocence stopped when she screamed.
She screamed out of fear.
She knew she did something forbidden
The song of innocence played for a man,
And the bird sang as the man ran,
And the bird sang as the man fell.
The song of innocence soothes the ears of a girl.
A girl who listens with curiosity
A girl who grew up to be a woman
To **** a Mockingbird poem i had to do for my Language Arts class. i liked it, so i wanted to share.
The first person mentioned is Mayella, the second is Tom Robinson, and  the third is, of course, Scout
You're the only thing I hear,
The only thing that I want to be with,
You're my heart's Last Song Syndrome,
Every line I'm remembering,
Every you I'm thinking,
My heart is singing your name out,
What a beautiful melody,
What a beautiful symphony,
But just like a typical song,
Get lost to trend
But still a memory of you,
Remains.
Or
Love*
is it a noun or a verb?









*an understatement.
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