Skyscraper
He made her heart sing for the very first time.
And for someone who once found home in the solitary confinement
of her cold dark room,
She now found it in his arms.
He had found her broken and demolished, like a house which had met a wrecking ball.
Her walls broken down and destroyed.
But he saw her for what she was, a beautiful skyscraper living in a city 0f smog.
His gentle brown eyes, filled with integrity and love helped light her windows up again.
The soft touch of his kisses on her forehead remolded her lips
into a smile.
And every bit of love he gave her allowed her to grow taller and taller until she was playing among the stars.
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