Love has existed in my heart since first beat.
Its been hidden by insecurities and hardship.
The love that is expressed with sinfully sweet kisses
Conversations that last for hours,
Fingers intertwined,
Concrete words,
Growing,
Passion,
Strength.
We were only given one heart
Our lonely heart will become like the legs, arms, eyes, and ears
Their other part will be found, but in another.
The other will be the perfect match.
As each second passes, the love is escaping its prison,
Its coming hungry
Its coming with desire for more
When it reaches freedom
Preparation for that moment is never enough
Each breath
Each feeling
Each moment
Each break
Each lesson
Will be counted.
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
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History = Herstory. Love it, special and unique, That's all you!
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