Schhh...
For my insidious thoughts, I'm at fault
I vowed to be silent about a connection
Wondering which word could reach through
Maybe a silent whisper, or a shout
Perhaps a simple smile might be enough
You have become the definition of happiness
A shared laughter, holding hands
We tumble and fool around
The memory of you always make me smile
I taste your lips, enjoying every moment
My hand caresses your hair
I pull you closer, gazing deep into your eyes
I see you as you, the true reflection of beauty
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