
Just because you found something,
does not mean you deserve to keep it.
Oh but what an honour would it be
to treasure a love that comes in a shape called you.
You, whose voice picks up my heart,
and pulls it right towards you,
but never next to your own,
I will treasure it.
You, whose eyes that shows one can do no harm,
and looks at me oh so gently,
I will treasure it.
You are the moon in the sky,
with treasure full of shiny stars to choose from,
and I'm just an Earth's ocean moved by you.
About the Creator
Jellypop
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