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My friend, it is the way you look It is your amazing style Darling, it is the way you talk About me with a colossal smile
I love you soft and low I love you happy and high Darling, you are my rainbow Baby, you’re my star in the sky.
Darling, it is a delight to have you in my arms once again. You put me in a romantic mood right away. Take this compliment as a gift from my heart: Your gorgeousness is stunning like the twilight that adorns the sky.
For Stacy-Ann .
You’re my lover and friend, You’re someone in whom I can trust and confide. . You’re honey and spice, And you’re all the nice things that I like. .
This is from your dear Mother Who expected you for months Sometimes feeling distressed and exhausted Though excited, from carrying another Soul Eyes watched how she gained weight
a pristine splotch of fuschia / a flawless splatter of ruby / the radiant smudges of sunlight pure as a virgin / the poignant aroma of rose petals /
With tears in my eyes I look into yours Our eternal lives Have been suddenly cut short Though they are closed tight A new door unlatched.
Darling of Evolution by Vir Singh Evolution has been On its journey For billions of years; It was destined to come out With its climax creation. And, ultimately,
I can't believe How long it's been Since I've heard your voice Since I felt your skin Since I saw your eyes and felt your lips. I miss you Dearly, my beloved for without you
You know what Darling? Throw away that makeup. Feel beautiful as you. Now this is not another one of those ones that is going to say acne is beautiful. That your flaws are perfection. No.
I must confess to you, my dear, There’s something about the night And the feeling of paper beneath ink That draws out confessions like a canvas to the painter I must confess to you, dear,
The path has never been a straight one,
My place is stained with you I look to my left and it's where we laughed I look to the right and it's where we loved The chair that I sat in as you broke the news The bed I lay on as I listened to you
How many times have they whispered your name as you walk by They point at you across the hall They giggle as you go into class I know that you notice them when they do But do you listen to them
Of all the beautiful things in this world, I have never encountered anything-- Anyone as wonderful as you, by far. The purity of your nature. Innocence; So sweet yet mature.