Slo-motion in affect when you kiss my neck, i check...to see if my pulse is back hand on my chest, As your hand, s curess making me weak, so i not even can speak.!
Hugs so warm, like charm, s on my face, s braclet they cannot be wasted, must be treasured.
Even in stormy weather, your presence make, s life seem as smooth as leather.
The earth must stay leveled so we must stay together, it thee end of the world without you,
I cant live....without you! ! ! ! ! !
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I like this one. Great job it was well written, and it was a sweet poem.