My head it spins
At the sound of your voice
I hear from the words written.
Butterflies!
Oh my heart flutters at the echoes of your whispers in glistening letters and penmanship only you could have.
It makes me realise that there is only one you and none other.
I would love to write and eulogise you but I would let your words speak for the both of us. That's how much I see our nexus.
I love you.
©vicwise
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