My lover and I, we fly way above the sky and I can't lie, when he smiles, I die.
Must be the way his eye catches on fire that gets me so high.
When he laughs, I can't deny that I wish to never have to say goodbye.
The hidden cross on his heart screams at me, his ride-or-die dragonfly, '' let's just give it a try !''
But between you and I,
I've made up my mind about who loves us the most, and darling,
it's a tie.
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winter colors
Poetry"I first saw you on a September day Made me feel things I wish I'd never felt Too often, you took my breath away. Then came the winter, cold, lonely and hopeless, too Grey, a color I despised before you A color I hated after you." winter colors II...
