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My choice

Butterflies dancing in my belly.
Warm hands at the small of my back.
Our hearts beat steady like the beat of a drum.
The keeper of my soul, my life mate.
He takes my breath away with just a single look.
I drink it all in, and sigh.
I won’t be coming back down from this high.
And if I die tomorrow from my choices simply know this….
I will have died happy and full of bliss,
because I know I didn’t miss my small moment in time with love.
In the blink of an eye,
or even another lifetime I would make the same choice
over and over again.
To have those butterflies dancing again
To the beat of our steady drum.
Written by brokenyetstrong
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