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What is love? Is it when I look at you and go brain dead Speechless, because I've never seen such beauty I can't do anything but smile in your presence Like how bleeding hearts can't help but grow in the sun Is it when you become my only fantasy When I close my eyes and see your face glued in my mind When you've become a sticky note in my memory box A million dollar account in my memory bank Is it when your eyes make me feel like I've been captured by doves Like I'm soaring through the skies and your touch has got me secured in the heavens When your lips seem to be a kings feast A piece of heaven sculpted into perfection When poppies and grass can't drug me as much as your kiss does Is it when my heart bleeds when yours starts to shed When your enemies are preparing your death bed and I can't do anything but fight for your life When I can't feel anything but the need to protect you To act as your guardian angel in your times of need If the answer is no Then I guess I don't love you Then I guess I'm not loving you the right way
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Mar 30, 2018
Mar 30, 2018 at 8:38 AM UTC
What is love?
What is love? Is it when I look at you and go brain dead Speechless, because I've never seen such beauty I can't do anything but smile in your presence Like how bleeding hearts can't help but grow in the sun Is it when you become my only fantasy When I close my eyes and see your face glued in my mind When you've become a sticky note in my memory box A million dollar account in my memory bank Is it when your eyes make me feel like I've been captured by doves Like I'm soaring through the skies and your touch has got me secured in the heavens When your lips seem to be a kings feast A piece of heaven sculpted into perfection When poppies and grass can't drug me as much as your kiss does Is it when my heart bleeds when yours starts to shed When your enemies are preparing your death bed and I can't do anything but fight for your life When I can't feel anything but the need to protect you To act as your guardian angel in your times of need If the answer is no Then I guess I don't love you Then I guess I'm not loving you the right way
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15/Cisgender Female/South Africa
Mar 30, 2018
Mar 30, 2018 at 8:38 AM UTC
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