Poetry 3
Thinkin of you
Why is it you're all I think about.
My minds a cloud and it's raining.
I can't see clrealy and I want you near me.
Let the sunshine in, let me see you agaiin.
Thinking of you makes my day go by.
Dreaming of you makes me want to cry.
In my dreams you're by my side and there's never anything I have to hide.
The world outside does not exist.
When I'm in your arms and when we kiss....
Ancient
Lovers
    Believed
         A
             Kiss 
                 Would
                       Literelly
Unite
    Their
         Souls
              Because
                     The
                         Spirit
                              Was
Said
     To
        Be
            Carried
                       In
                           Ones
                               Breath
      
        
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