If the ocean were warm - never cold
We would take a boat as in tales of old
With wooden oar to the heart of the sea
So we could get lost – just you and me.
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The sound says love is not a crush;
As one we moved from plain to dote.
The love became more than a blush.
You are my boo, that is my vote.
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I cannot think of anything worthy
Of describing you. I thought of the way the
River flows, then I remembered when its
Banks overflowed, causing great havoc in
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The months surpass the years of your life
The second year is almost complete
I remember day one,26th September '09
t'was the day I became yours, you became mine
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Hey, listen, do you hear that?
A voice that's seraphical,
Is singing the songs of love,
Of love which is sensual!
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If I were to stand in a pool of your tears
And found that my acts placed them there
Then love, my love… I would sink to hell.
Where there is life I would not dwell.
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Upon Chaucer's pillow I rest my head,
And off his table I eat my meat and bread,
As he does, so too I command Mars at will;
Yielding an angelic tongue my only skill.
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Even as I sit and think of you
I wonder why I do the things I do.
The beats say it's the rivers of my heart's cry
Taking the shapes of words;
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Who would have thought that perfection was palpable.
Angel speck-less, man can touch, unbelievable!
Beauty wrapped in flesh, the panacea to man’s
sore heart is found. I can see her. I truly can!
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