Her laugh is infectious
and her words are precious
for they draw a constellation line
from one heart to another.
Her heart beat resonates with mine
creating a beautiful orchestra together.
Her touch sends an electrical impulse
down my spine;
an electrical connection,
connecting us forever.
She is the one who’s heart holds mine,
ear who guards all my secret
and presence my comfortability finds a way to.
She is the moon to my dark sky
and the ocean my heart yearns for.
She is all what I want and all I need.
Jul 24, 2019
Jul 24, 2019 at 11:10 AM UTC
Her laugh is infectious
and her words are precious
for they draw a constellation line
from one heart to another.
Her heart beat resonates with mine
creating a beautiful orchestra together.
Her touch sends an electrical impulse
down my spine;
an electrical connection,
connecting us forever.
She is the one who’s heart holds mine,
ear who guards all my secret
and presence my comfortability finds a way to.
She is the moon to my dark sky
and the ocean my heart yearns for.
She is all what I want and all I need.
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