poems about my love

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2/5/20
Inside jokes
Warm winter coats
Stubborn old bloke
More addictive than coke

You brought back the light
And with you I just might
Fall and fall, no fears, hand held tight
"I'm gonna marry this boy," please God let me be right
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2/4/20
(Warning: human affection)

I will always
I will always love you this much
Or more
Somehow always more
I will always treasure you and honor you and make you blush
Your beauty is enchanting.
I will always hold you close
Even when it's hot
Even when our brittle old bones ache from age
I will always
Choose you
Uplift you
Love you
And leave you better than you were when I found you
I will aways.
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I could never find another like this
Able to calm me, armed with a kiss
Had we missed our window, I'd have been pissed
Your love renews me, like a sweet summer mist ❤🌦
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The past has passed
Save the best for last
The future shines
Your smile's a sign
Finally at peace
Your heart I will keep
Tight next to mine
Forever frozen in time
❤: Az
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Perpetura

Perpetura
Perpetually
Fascinate me
Elevate me
No debate we
Should move in slow motion more often
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What I want this morning

Soft lips all over mine
All over me
My cheeks, my neck, anywhere he can reach with me giggling and squirming
His warm chest underneath my cheek
I can feel his heart beat for me
Those eyes
I want to stare into them until I can't see anything else
His voice
I want to be instantly calmed
When he tells me it's okay, my heart can hear it
And I know he's right,
He's always right
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Know that I would pick for you every flower in the garden-
If I thought it would bring you joy.
I'd slay every dragon.
I'd douse every fire.
I would push a boulder up a mountain, just to have it fall down again-
If I thought it would bring you strength.
I would take on armies.
I would throw you out of the way of bullets, cars, and even words if they threatened to hurt you bad enough.
I would have your name written in the stars.
I would make sure the birds sang songs only of you.

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