I did not notice that you have drawn me inside your world,
as you were silver-tongued and striking and elegant.
Your words satisfy what I have been yearning to hear
and your touch gives warmth to the morning breeze.
And so I dwell inside your world,
no matter how bizarre it appears to me.
Because this is what I’ve ever dreamed of.
To be with you and you alone.
Sep 30, 2013
Sep 30, 2013 at 8:18 AM UTC
I did not notice that you have drawn me inside your world,
as you were silver-tongued and striking and elegant.
Your words satisfy what I have been yearning to hear
and your touch gives warmth to the morning breeze.
And so I dwell inside your world,
no matter how bizarre it appears to me.
Because this is what I’ve ever dreamed of.
To be with you and you alone.
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