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Jun 2018
I hope I get butterflies

When I'm 30 and I hear your key in the door

I hope we both rush home from work every day

Because we are so excited to see each other

I hope the magic never fades

I know that it won't

I want you to know that when you speak

I see flowers sprouting out of your mouth

And your hands leave beautiful works of art on my skin

I want you to know that the stars are nothing in comparison to you

I hope you can see that

You bring sunshine to all of my dark places

And you are truly the light of my life
Written by
Rachel Rode
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