I love you! I love you! I love you!
Dedicated to M.K.
If all exquisite parts of you
That make you who you are
Were oceans deep across the world
I’d learn to swim that far
~~~
If every laugh and every smile
Vanished to thin air
Its magic I would seek to find
To summon all we’ve shared
~~~
If seriousness and sorrow
Were scattered in the stars
I’d transcend space to get ours back
Complete, this love of ours
~~~
I love you! I love you! I love you!
Passion and thirst consume
I love you! I love you! I love you!
My life you have exhumed
~~~
Harmoniously connected
Your words my soul’s new song
We share its rhythm near and far
Finally, I belong
~~~
Your sweet embrace is home for me
Its warmth is safe and kind
A kismet jigsaw puzzle piece
While we are intertwined
~~~
Through infinite infinities
Your eyes meet mine each time
Human, duck, or seahorse I know
Forever you’ll be mine
~~~
I love you! I love you! I love you!
My gem of rare romance
I love you! I love you! I love you!
My endless happy dance
About the Creator
Kaneene Pineda
My mind is full of thrilling stories intertwined with details about my life. Blending them into fiction is my passion. I long to be part of a writing community. I'm here to build that.
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