The Beauty I See

July 22, 2009
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When i look into her eyes,
i dont see hate
and it feels like i got butterflies
but rather what i do see is fate

when i hear her voice
it blankets me like a soft fleece
i thnk she is my reason of choice
but with that voice, now i know peace

but nothing compares to her soft touch
its like having a piece of heaven put upon you
calm and relaxing this feeling could not be flushed
no matter the situation that touch heals all my moods





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