It all started with a dream
Imaginations involved to it
Getting to know is what we did
Holding so hard not to let go.
You so sweet as a sping fruit
Fruit that grew in a private garden
Quite and taking love to sense
Distance between your legs when walking
Measuring time and life records
A smile from a lookable face
Makes it hard for lungs to function
what a heart disease,addiction
Devoting on love pushing so hard
You a source needed everyday
A pore to anchor roots of paradise
Your absence a sign of loneliness
Needed in every wink of an eye
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