Why do I feel this way?!
I'm falling in love with a picture, a reflection of you.
I was taught not to love this way because who is to say you are who you say you are, or you are who you show you are, anyway..
Any day now I should be waking up from this false imprisonment of lust mixed with a little bit of luck, browsing through a list of hopefuls, but you gave my body abrupt chills
through a valley of dry dreams, but somehow found a puddle, the result of tears cast down to the pits of the Earth lying in the muck, the disgust in my fears..
just to land on your profile like discovering a peninsula of newly acclaimed ground I wouldn't dare strike my foot to..
Because I wouldn't want to strike a mark or blemish against the greatest Discovery I ever raised my eyes to...
I don't know who you are, I don't know where your from, but I want you.
I want you like, the sun wants to beam down Ray's, through the most hectic of skies.
I want you like, freedom being echoed through slavery, even before you and I.
I take one glance through your radiant eyes and feel our time has arrived, just please be who you say you are. if you are I met the woman of my life. I have found the love of a lifetime, the only person I desire to be burried beside.
The strength from my side, the bone to my flesh, the air to my longues, the faith in my walk...
point is I know there is a God,
because not just anyone could have designed all the right pieces to put me and you together, forever...
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