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how do i not love thee whose eyes are glowing akin to the first sliver of warm light in the early morning? how do i not love thee whose voice and movements are crisper than the sound of violins and more graceful than a dove’s flight? how do i not love thee whose heart gleams with the hope of betterment, of happiness, of safety and a burning passion? how do i not love thee when even the moon looks down upon the silhouette of apollo reincarnated? how do i not love thee when cupid’s arrow has struck so deep that the sole reason troclaim an ineffable love? — if there’s a reason to dream, to laugh, to live and love, then there is a reason for me. (it is thee.)
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Feb 17, 2018
Feb 17, 2018 at 11:35 AM UTC
when the reason comes
how do i not love thee whose eyes are glowing akin to the first sliver of warm light in the early morning? how do i not love thee whose voice and movements are crisper than the sound of violins and more graceful than a dove’s flight? how do i not love thee whose heart gleams with the hope of betterment, of happiness, of safety and a burning passion? how do i not love thee when even the moon looks down upon the silhouette of apollo reincarnated? how do i not love thee when cupid’s arrow has struck so deep that the sole reason troclaim an ineffable love? — if there’s a reason to dream, to laugh, to live and love, then there is a reason for me. (it is thee.)
thank you for being mine, lsm
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warmth
Feb 17, 2018
Feb 17, 2018 at 11:35 AM UTC
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