I crave your touch.
I want to see you beautiful face when i wake up everyday.
We meant be young but we can spend the rest of our lives together.
We can grow old
But if we do grow apart I will never forget.
You lips.
You hands.
And your hair.
Because of you I will always remember what love is.
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Poems about Love
ПоэзияThis story is about love and what its like to be in love. Also they dont rhyme if you like those poems. This poems all apply to me but im pretty sure you can relate. Anyway i hope you are having a wonderful day.
