Articulation was never the strong suit
Of those who fall so intensely in love
The stutters and fumbles of a boys pursuit
Mimic those of hers, as pure as doves
“What’s mine is yours” is taken too literally
Wouldn’t you say?
The explanations for greatness are never really truly explained
I want to hold you – forever and close
Till our bones collide
And the blood pumping round in our hearts
Is stone cold and dry
Until I feel the blazing fire in my chest, numb with persistence,
I’ll continue to love you
and your existence
send this to a loved one💞
So beautiful x
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Alex, I’m so jealous. I wish I could write like that. Are you sure you’re not some established Author or something?
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haha no I’m not – thank you though!!
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Awww you’re welcome. Are you sure though?
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