Poem 25

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Until I met you my heart stood still,
Like the moon and the Sun.
Their love is true,
That's how I feel when I look at you.
Beauty burning like a wild fire,
You are my weakness, my heart's desire.
Take my walls down,
And leave me bare.
With you I have no care,
I'm done dreaming of a better woman.
Waiting for her to take me by the hand,
Because what I found is so much more.
Dreams become reality, when you walked through that door.

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