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In your arms is my favourite place to be Our body's intertwined Fitting together perfectly Like neighbouring jigsaw pieces Now I've found my missing piece I am complete When I'm in your arms my heart can't stop smiling I'm floating on cloud nine And I hope you will always be mine When I close my eyes as we kiss I never want to open them again It feels euphoric and I can hardly catch my breath It fills me with a great sense of pride That someone as wonderful as you Is in love with me, like I am with you I feel like I've known you much longer than I have Maybe I knew you in a past life I hope one day you will make me your wife You show how much you care every single day It's the little things you do When you wrap both arms around me at every opportunity When you offer to make me a cup of tea When you kiss me on the head When you take my hand in yours and plant it with a soft kiss It's the little things.
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Sep 27, 2017
Sep 27, 2017 at 3:51 PM UTC
In Your Arms
In your arms is my favourite place to be Our body's intertwined Fitting together perfectly Like neighbouring jigsaw pieces Now I've found my missing piece I am complete When I'm in your arms my heart can't stop smiling I'm floating on cloud nine And I hope you will always be mine When I close my eyes as we kiss I never want to open them again It feels euphoric and I can hardly catch my breath It fills me with a great sense of pride That someone as wonderful as you Is in love with me, like I am with you I feel like I've known you much longer than I have Maybe I knew you in a past life I hope one day you will make me your wife You show how much you care every single day It's the little things you do When you wrap both arms around me at every opportunity When you offer to make me a cup of tea When you kiss me on the head When you take my hand in yours and plant it with a soft kiss It's the little things.
SarahDavidoff
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28/F/United Kingdom
Sep 27, 2017
Sep 27, 2017 at 3:51 PM UTC
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