Beautiful you are, a pretty shower. You wash away all the dismay, so gentle you are with me, falling each day so that we may meet even if our river runs dry you peak at a point that touches rain's feet.
Surrounded by birds and tree's, an atmosphere with calm scenery and yet still your eyes pour down drowning like a pool of love only; upon me.
to write about love is a cliche of sorts i put my pen to paper to write a tale of obsession of lust of admiration of deliberate attempts rushed and hushed of chances grabbed and opportunities lost of everything that made you trace back to me that made you hold me each time I fell for you you won’t be able to stop because I’ll never give you a reason to because I’ll be the sunshine that will exorcise your demons I’ll be the lullaby that will put you to sleep finally
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