Poetry 1: Sweet Memoirs of Us

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Sweet Memoirs of Us

~ysabel



The scent you always bring,
that voice I love when singing.
Every time you're around, I'm flying,
flying around, like a heavenly being.

My heart beats rapidly,
I'm falling deeper yet, slowly,
This kind of feeling makes me crazy,
now, I don't know how to act properly.

Remembering those times gives me delight,
those times we are together for the love of flight.
Now, in front of the altar as we speak and stand,
the vows and promises we'll do as husband and wife

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