I Sing For You
Butterflies in my stomache,
When I think of you
Cheesy, blossoming things,
When I see you so close to me
You play my little heartstrings,
You, my Jack, and
I, your golden harp
Nothing can stop us,
The music that we sing
Words running through my veins
Whispering sweet words to me
My heart skips a beat
Ears drumming like a drum,
Recapping every phrase
The process of changing words
Just to make it one
Those moments when I fall in love,
Over and over again
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Up Comes the Sun
PoetryA heart opens up to the shining moments of love, happiness, and courage.