I want to be the guy in that poem
The poem that creates love, a home
Breathing the air that only love brings
That song the heart sings
I want to feel that breathlessness
The need to spontaneously confess
To sing for no apparent reason
To be her favourite choice, her favourite season
I want to be loved without condition
suffer no loss, no attrition
Walk amoungst the clouds, above men
Be the one, no matter where and when
Butterflies wherever i may look
Pure love for nothing else mistook
Do not ever ask me why
I just want to be that guy
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