The Sweetest thing is you,
Like how roses are lovely, but they fade away
or how, chocolates melt and how the skies turn grey
sweeter than candy
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I used to think home was a place, four walls, a door,
a light on in the dark.
But then I found you.
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The night I found you, I started wondering for once, am I happy?
I saw the light in the sky a month ago, when you walked in,
eyes that said, "please help me."
Lost, confused, like you knew where you were sitting
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You're the silence in the loudest times,
The gentle light that never dies away.
As morning sun on troubled sea
you find a way to comfort me
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You are a rose, made without trying.
soft pedals where worries fall,
a gentle kind of beauty, not to be proven at all
no hurrying flowering, no momentary gleam.
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You don't come like thunder, or like fire
you come like the morning light instead,
filling up the silence gently of everything
I have ever said.
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find you in the spaces between my heartbeats
not in the big things,
but in how your name feels like home when it settles on my mind.
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From the painting to the page
My feelings for someone afar,
Never fade until the puddle dries up.
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The dark bags of the man's eyes
Fight against the pale white of the snow
Glistening against the rugged brown
That old boots drag through its grace
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The sound a pearl makes
Can make any grown man cry!
The waves call out your name
Please try not to lie!
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