As I sit here and tear up
And scrounge around through old papers
Struggling to find the right words
I've only came across a few:
Your love makes me
Full
Drunk
Hungover
And back to the start
The craftsmanship God went through to make you
Is just....
magnificent art
Your tongue slithers to enunciate words
But I can't get past the sight of you
Your heart glows brighter than your smile
My personal sunlight, molding me anew
Your love makes me
Laugh
Cry
Scream
And a bit sublime
Your love elevates me
Inspires me
Enlightens me
Remixes me
All at the same time
May 27, 2013
May 27, 2013 at 12:10 AM UTC
As I sit here and tear up
And scrounge around through old papers
Struggling to find the right words
I've only came across a few:
Your love makes me
Full
Drunk
Hungover
And back to the start
The craftsmanship God went through to make you
Is just....
magnificent art
Your tongue slithers to enunciate words
But I can't get past the sight of you
Your heart glows brighter than your smile
My personal sunlight, molding me anew
Your love makes me
Laugh
Cry
Scream
And a bit sublime
Your love elevates me
Inspires me
Enlightens me
Remixes me
All at the same time
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