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Aug 2013
Did I tell you?..
Your hands were made for me,
fits into mines,
Like perfect symmetry,
You may not think your perfect,
With flaws and imperfections,
But it makes no sense to me,
Your strings of hair, falling evenly into place,
The crinkles that you get when you smile
to the fullest,
Filling the room with laughter and confinement,
Bear in mind that,
I'm in love with you,
All these things,
I love them endlessly,
They come into account,
Can't deny it,
I love every one bit of them,
It makes no sense to me that you don't see that,
I won't let you slip out of my hands,
nor my mind and mouth,
Hold me tight baby,
I never dreamed that I would be
a part of your entity
for eternity,
Never stop endless loving,
let's us fall,
fall,
fall,
in love,
all over again.
Isabella H
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Isabella H
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