Her

When I see her name

my heart beats fast as a plane

her grace is if an angel,

Aphrodite would be Jealous

She gives me a feeling of warmth and prosperity

but destiny pulls us apart.

Leaving me to drown in sadness and self pity

The good morning messages and the nightly talks

they make me feel complete

we share our deepest feelings and thoughts

as if we are one

we become vulnerable to each other

the walls all come down

her words can make my heart melt

do mine make her heart melt too; or is it all a facade?

I want her with me

but she has another

dull of emotion, but madly in love

he is like a follower in a mad cult

a cult of love

they do not do what most lovers do

no outer connection

he is lost in her beauty

She is all I want

I have swam to deep in the ocean of love

when I call for her, will she be there to save me

or will she reject me and let me drown.

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