052 : IMAGERY

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Murmurs and whispers were heard
As I walk towards your door.
Wondering what kind of goddess will I see,
When I open my eyes and grand me thee.

Clouds are dancing like a dancing queen,
Trees are waving as if it's welcoming me,
Your smiles are shining like the sun above,
My heart exploded when you talked to me.

Just like a dairy, you're special to me.
In a poem, you're the walking imagery.
I can see, sense, feel your presence,
Wherever you are, you seem near to me like necklace.

Your image keeps playing in my mind like a movie,
I know it's crazy but it's like a poetry.
Your presence itself makes it one of a kind,
For you are the imagery that gives it life.

Tell me, how to stop your image from appearing,
In my mind where you're undeniably appealing?
Tell me, how to avoid being addicted,
By your beauty which seem like a poetry?

When I say I love you,
Don't ask me why I do,
Instead, ask me what I see in you
Because what I can say is, "the beauty inside you."

@Telma

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Dedicated to : ryn_cloud , Jay-ann & Jahsey and to all of my readers.

AN: Happy Valentine's Day, Ladies & Gentlemen! This is especially made for all of you, which means, this is dedicated for all you, my love!

I humbly ask you to receive this piece. You deserve to be love that's why I love you. 😘

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