I hope that some day you believe
all the good things they say about you

I hope you stop trying to deceive
yourself when they say all the good and true.

I hope that, when they say you have a beautiful smile,
You smile more, instead of talking about how crooked your teeth are.

I hope that, when they compliment your outfit
You can say "thank you", not mentioning how it shrunk in the wash.

I hope that, when they compliment your kindness,
I emboldens you to repeat it, not be more careful on how it's done.

I hope that some day you believe
all the good things they say about you

I hope someday you see yourself
The way I see you.

18 kisses on your lips, and one in your cheek;
As your two eyes look up from resting on the 17 muscles that comprise my shoulder.
I think of you three times and hour, every 16 hours I grow older,
Every one of my 15 glances of you make all four chambers of my heart weak.

Let every finger from my hand caress you for the next two weeks.
Let every single word of this sentence kiss you half a dozen times.
Let every note on the music scale sing 12 romantic songs that rhyme,
Because in every phase of the moon, like the Apollo that landed, it is you I seek.

My love for you is a logarithmic fact,
having as many lives as a mischievous cat.

You life, sinusoidal,
with it's ups and downs,
Touches with cosine mine:
once when it's up,
once when it's not.
And I long for that eternal range,
for you to stay in my domain.

I want to be wrong for all the right reasons;
melt your tongue into my skin, seize and
be my
prison.
I don't want to be right
for all the right reasons.

I've been thinki
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I really mis
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YOU ARE A ***
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I don't care that you w
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I love y
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Your eyes are poison,
Your smile is death.
Your touch is toxic;
Venomous, your breath.

And though I, in us, shouldn't pertain,
I want you to **** me over and over again.