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Shorties I have traced the dove on your wrist and
found that it's lines lead to me
I was meant to happen
I was meant to sink into your bed,
half naked and charming
my scent filling the apartment and
my hair slapped against the shower wall
You broke apart, that one day,
by the waterfall
and I became eternally yours
knowing that it was
always supposed
to be that way
I read this and i just felt
I read this and i just felt my heart melt and then go stone cold. I am not exactly sure if that means I agreed with it or not. But the feelings I felt through this poem...... extraordinary.
Love,
LovingLovelace
If your mirror doesn't find you one of the most beautiful people it has ever seen, punch it and find a better mirror.