Mistee's Thoughts

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Why You

Sometimes at night, when I look to the sky,
I start thinking of you and ask myself, why?
Why do I love you? I think and smile,
because I know the list could run for a mile.
The whisper of your voice, the warmth of your touch,
so many little things that make me love you so much.
The way you support me and help with my emotions,
the way that you care and show such devotion.
The way that you kiss fills me with desire,
and how you hold me with the warmth of a fire .
The way your eyes shine when you look at me,
lost with you forever is where I want to be.
The way that I feel when you're by my side,
a sense of completion and overflowing pride.
The dreams that I dream, that only involve you,
the possibilities I see and the things we do.
How you finish the puzzle that lies in my heart,
how that deep in my soul you are the most important part.
I could go on for days, telling you how I feel,
but all you need to know is my love is real.


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