My love is a wonderful experience,
Your appearance in my heart.
The flute of your love is my sweet voice,
The ocean of your love is my mind's wandering.
Before your sweet eyes I look forward,
Your soft words soften my heart.
Your sweet smile makes my soul happy,
Your sweet touch makes my life happy.
Preceding love is words,
Before love, talking is words.
Love is caring words,
Love is predicated and spoken.
Love is broken in their life,
Love fled in their sweet treasure.
Do you know what love is like?
I have taken to finding perfection in you.
Love is real, it is a covenant between God and man,
I lay down my life in the power of love and in the time of love.
Your love is a mystery, proclaims a wondrous kingdom in my mind,
Your love is a wonderful bliss, a river of nectar has flowed in my life.
Love is a wonderful feeling.
About the Creator
Perfect Little Pirate
The rough, sodden rope bit into her fingers as she swung over the roiling water far below. Reaching out with the toe of her boot, she managed to catch hold of the rain-soaked railing of the ship- and promptly slipped. Throwing herself forward, she landed hard on the deck, slamming her elbows against the wood planks. The sharp yelp of pain quickly bubbled into a laugh, and she rolled onto her back, laughing up at the gray sky as a torrent of rain washed away the soot covering her skin.
By M. A. Mehan 4 days ago in Fiction
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