“ why do you love me? ”
the answer is simple / it’s written in my soul /
it’s in every beat of my heart /
it’s in every breath that leaves my mouth /
it’s in every moment that we spend together /
it’s in every memory we’ve made /
it’s in every song / in every film / in every book /
it’s in the very fabric of my being /
it’s in everything i am /so why do i love you?
it’s simple / it’s because i don’t know how not to /
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the still waters
Poetryi stared into the abyss of blue‚ ripples distorting the image of a stranger. ﹛ a potpourri of words ﹜