It's you.
The one who has enkindled the endless flame that blazes on within my battered heart.
I acknowledge the danger of this line that I tread, but I, for some reason cannot bring myself to care. I'd fling this carcass of mine into your depths if you only gave the word.
I'd drown in the abyss that makes up those eyes. Who gave you such a gaze?
The lord blessed you with such a breathtaking smile. The dimples in your cheeks bestow a warmth upon my heart each and every time I bear witness to such splendor.
Gasping for air I lay awake way into the late hours of the night.
How I yearn to feel the beauty, the pain of what some call, Love.
The crazed and modest beginnings of what this is will soon bring me to my knees.
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Breathless
RomanceThe evolution of this personal hell that I endure. Passion has always been a forward trait of mine, in all its glory, for the good and for the worst. Emotion, love can be perceived in a multitude of ways, but you know with the entirety of your bei...
