She

02 Apr 2009

·wordsmith

Her beautiful essence and awing presence 2392578531390}--> fills the room as She walks through the door but when She leaves my aching heart grieves as my soul just keeps craving for more for with Her, I laugh without Her I’m halved a mere shadow of what She makes me be ere I did not know what to me She has shown: how a heart can truly be free thus here I lie and in my minds eye I see beautiful, colourful things Cupids dancing ‘round little hearts do abound pretty birds that do love songs sing yes, this She does to me that is why I love you see for a true love I have now fin’lly found so merriment I make no one can from me take these Cupids and hearts that do abound

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