Nov 2018
He balances the sweet in my tea perfectly.
He looks at me with those blue eyes, adoringly.
He runs his hand down my back ever so softly.
He talks about my accomplishments proudly.
He kisses my lips tenderly.
He tells me Iām beautiful daily.
He trusts me faithfully.
He makes the butterflies in my stomach dance fiercely.
He knows, every time, I fall for him effortlessly.
But this time,
He makes me feel like Iām flying weightlessly.
He looks at me with those blue eyes, adoringly.
He runs his hand down my back ever so softly.
He talks about my accomplishments proudly.
He kisses my lips tenderly.
He tells me Iām beautiful daily.
He trusts me faithfully.
He makes the butterflies in my stomach dance fiercely.
He knows, every time, I fall for him effortlessly.
But this time,
He makes me feel like Iām flying weightlessly.
(F/Livonia, Michigan)
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