It seems I’ve managed to memorize your scent as if it were the first day of summer
With the flowers bloomed and the sun blazing high.
I’ve memorized the curve of your smile and the dimples under your lips;
Your beauty simply captured by every blink.

You’re everything I’ve ever wanted;
Every song I’ve longed to hear,
Every word I’ve wished to whisper in your ear
In the way that could only be known as love.

You, my love,
Are the definition of sly smirks and sweet smiles.
You, my love,
Are the beat of my heart to the rhythm of your breath.

You, my love,
Are the raw emotions I’ve never felt and have never believed to be true.
You, my love,
Are what defines love at its finest;

In its truest form,
In its naked and raw emotions,
In its fruitful desire for your hand in mine
And our lips attached and your arms encircling me endlessly

You, my love, are the things they told me about but never warned;
You are the risk
And the f
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And the rush in between.

You, my love,
Are worth every breath.
And look what you’ve done: just by your scent
You’ve managed to wrap me right around your finger forever.

                                                                                                        - g.d.