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some call it love

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some call it love
I call it more
your a gift from above
I greatly adore

some call it a crush
I call it a cure
I feel my blood rush
and I try to ignore

but your beauty’s at hand
my eyes tend to stare
I can barely stand
not having us as a pair

your eyes set elsewhere
my eyes set on you
and yet you still stand there
while i sit here blue

but you are worth waiting for
forever I will wait
the more I wait the more and more
I feel that it is fate

love I see
so tenderly
my heart will fly away

up I go
however slow
and there I hope to stay

true love lasts
future or past
when you come
to or from
I will go
forever
loving
you




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Katt9 said...
Dec. 16, 2009 at 7:51 am:
Aw! This poem really gets your heart going doesn't it? But really, this is, like super good! You should really keep writing, oh talented one! >.<
 
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