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By Doris Anne Beaulieu
The love grasps my eternal soul within as I grasp your face, as I kiss you I feel the deep space from my mind that raddles my spirit. I feel your touch and the skin that caresses mine own hand, will I ever go back to the man that was once the sincere thing that stood in the darkness awaiting the love from your heart, now that I am with you I feel my perspective in my mind burning as I touch you, as I feel you, I want you to be with me forever, I never would have understood the reason of life unless it attained to the miracles which grabbed my attention as I lay there with you, never letting go. The warmth your body gives me as I lay. Did you ever wonder how this could be? Love drives and grows to become such a bond that relates the life itself, the love that I have for you is more than love, its destiny from my heart and my soul and my spirit, be with me until I die for I will see you again
my days go by slow now that i don't see you any more.
the void that you once filled has now build.
and your lack of presentence lingers long after the day has gone.
you were in my bones.
and a picture of your heavnly face raddles in my dome.
can't nothing heal these wounds left as tattoo's of loves' woes?
cupid has struck with a stong bow.
i thought i couldn't fall in love but it took loves' push to get me shook.
i'm past infacuation and puppy love chasing
i didn't fall in love
it triped me
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