My mind and heart synchronize,
Unable to move from her.
As every meaningful thought,
Finds her as the subject.
And though I proclaim to rule the members,
The collective, which makes me who I am.
I find I am content,
Whether good or bad,
To focus on this singularity of thought,
I like her.
"Love", word used too often,
Finding people say it too often.
Like children playing with toys,
They're only making noise.
No, I like her.
Liked to know what pleases her,
The simple things that makes her melt,
Liked to know her joys and pain, and how deep it's felt.
I'll liked to walk with her,
Down paths paved on sandy beaches,
As the breeze relieves the heat that reaches.
It's the warmth of her soul,
That's only mine to enjoy.
Losing tracks of time, gazing into her eyes,
Openly confessing truths, were others have lied.
Her beauty is for all, but she only for me.
Sharing my forever, the more, never less,
This my state of mind, thinking of nothing else.
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