Loss of direction

Lets get lost

You were the first person who made me forget.

It's been awhile since I've been wow'd and willing.

Presented yourself on a gold platter, 

assuring I was never asking for too much

Proud I never settled prior to

 My muse to write; my lack of words

 For once I can't describe

                  unexplainable

Hopes for the best, all obtainable 

Favor hand in hand, much like us

I lose myself kissing you, one-by-one

               a millenium passes

Butterflies fail to even begin to explain

   tornadoes; uprooting, foundation shaking, utter suspense evoking swirls

doing one hundred miles just below my heart

they passed a reasonable rate long ago

Breathing as shallow as a child's pool

Assured comfort with your presence

Ability to please, centers me as a whole

    we're all thats left, this seems right.

Author's Note

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