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A Poem by Sarah

i write what i feel. not what i know. and this just spilled out of me. its not very good, but perfection isn't exactly possible.

My heart pounds; harder than a giant running through a quiet forest. Your very touch touch tingles me from head to toe, never missing an inch. Your love fills my with kindness and hope. Hope that no matter what lies ahead, that I can always feel that pounding of my heart, that touch, and the love you share.

Your smile and that slight twinkle in your pale blue eyes remind me that there is such thing as perfection. I feel alive around you: that together, side by side, we can make the impossible, possible. Your the moon to my night sky and the sun to my blue sky. Without you i am worthless. You lighten up the darkest of times.