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Next To You

A sonnet for the description in the feeling you bring|

The breathtaking release your presence beseech|

I extend this arm to open my hand in search of the gift|

The gift of you by my side|

My arm wrapped around your shoulders|

Together we intertwine to enter each other's mind|

I've longed and search for the better part of me|

knowing you complete the missing piece|

I stand in awe of the gleam in your eyes|

Such warmth|

The captivating stare that sucked my soul away|

Into your heart is where I wish to reside|

Let us ride the clouds until the night is shown|

Then hop along the stars|

With you is where my thoughts travel into the vision of your beauty|

Your smile freezes that moment in time|

In which I wish to relive minute after minute|

You make the days seem endless|

My love for you has grown further the more you speak|

Let us sit and just listen|

As no words could express the emotions you inspire|

Comments

  1. Well written as always! I think this picture compliments your poem really really well.

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  2. Thank you very much terra. And yes it took a while to find the perfect picture, and this one fits just right. I love how they're just out in the rain, now that's real love.

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