In your Love I Live
This poem is about the mysteries of Falling in Love it's like a puzzle so this poem is written as a puzzle
[b]In the middle of the day, the love you send me comes to say hey, I welcome it. In texts and plans for the day, we are free from what holds us. I remember how you used to layer your kisses and sweet nothings; they have their place in my memory, and when I get tired and not feeling myself, I pull them up, and then I'm back at my best. The sweetest thing you ever did was love me; you are and always will be so precious. I think of you singing all the time. I remember most of the songs and the lines of music you always gave me an entire concert. Those were the times that made me blush. On you, I am just a lush. [/b]
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