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I have never love
anyone like you and at times I feel so undeserving to experience your love.
Not knowing how to
equal a love like yours.
Today’s effort is to incorporate my heart in words beside the
usual phrase:
"I love you"
I wanted words to
sprinkle goose bumps over your rainbow ways.
As my heart would push
my pen to succeed where no poet ever achieve.
And with you I have
experience the highs and lows of a not so perfect me.
There is a perfect day
to wrap oneself together in continuous thoughts.
Let the crowds just ignore us.
Displeasing eyes have
no faith.
We are everywhere.
For the earth is blest by our tears when there is no rain
for its flowers.
Let’s watch the ocean return its waves with the moon kissing
its horizon.
Creations perfect gifts to enrich our eyes to behold.
Add your eyes to mine
is a wonder for this lonely world.
Children chase the
elusive butterflies and easily catch a firefly.
Our love is a universal constant that should never be
dismissed.
With no cliff hanger movie time promises excuses I will
never make.
Hope, Faith and Love teams with us among all creatures great
and small.
As time possesses one's own heart and is never left alone by
God.
Sent a memory on a whirl wind caught us both totally by
surprise.
With our renewed spirits lifting us to heaven for a brief moment.
Sustainable beyond
the imagination.
So when you feel the wind you can't see.
It is never make
believe.
"I love you” is always heard in the beating heart.
Like the rhythm of
rain falling in a forest.
Birds are silent as
angels hush with them.
Full circle will
encapsulate all feelings discovered to surpass all the riches of the universe.
Endless.
Timeless.
I attempt to captivate all words to hold hostage to never be set
free.
But for your eyes
only.
For love lingers as
the fragrance of a fragile flower drank only tears over our barren years.
To be chosen to be the perfume on your neck.
Not a leftover!
But future in a Time Capsule!
Let our hearts
chambers continue to anoint our senses.
I step out my comfort
zone to pinch myself and you to realize not
just a dream.
But our mirrored images
will exist beyond today and tomorrow.
Tears cast their
vote.
The flowers colored
our background.
We step out from the moon shadows.
And the ink blotter
says now rest your pen.
As I remember the first touch of your hand. | 
