20 ~ happy《nico》

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my butterfly held me
as I wept into his arms,
and made it better.
after my tears, we cuddled.

will smells of lovely flowers,
and honey
and vanilla.

he is warm,
like the energy of all our love
are focused on the skin
of his arms
that touch me.
as if the sun had transferred
all of itself into him
making him my superman.

and his smile and laugh
and v o i c e
makes me smile and laugh
and joke with him.
I love him.

I love him.

I love him
more than the universe's size
could ever cover,
more than a waterfall
could ever water, more
than a butterfly could
ever flutter.

this golden boy of mine
is my pride and joy and he
makes me happier than
any other lover.

this love will never fall apart,
there is no tomorrow.

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