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Could this be.
The way her hair flies with the gentle blow of the wind.
The way her sweet lips taste against mine.
Her heart beats, its so steady,
Her hearts been broken before,
I feel it,
I'm her angel from above.
Here to heal here shattered heart.
I breath for her,
My blood flows for her.
The words i speak aren't ment to harm the one i love.
They're ment to compliment and cherish her.
The way she moves,
The way she stairs
Shes the one.
My heart skips a beat,
It's racing a mile a minute.
Whats happeneing
She gives me butterflies,
So many i could float away.
Who knows what this is called.
Someone once said with ever kiss,
With every touch.
If you inlove you'll know.
This could be it,
She could be mine forever.
The rest of our lives,
Happy,
Thriving of love.
Laughter and hopes.
This girl is my dream. Now its reality.
The way her sweet lips taste against mine.
Her heart beats, its so steady,
Her hearts been broken before,
I feel it,
I'm her angel from above.
Here to heal here shattered heart.
I breath for her,
My blood flows for her.
The words i speak aren't ment to harm the one i love.
They're ment to compliment and cherish her.
The way she moves,
The way she stairs
Shes the one.
My heart skips a beat,
It's racing a mile a minute.
Whats happeneing
She gives me butterflies,
So many i could float away.
Who knows what this is called.
Someone once said with ever kiss,
With every touch.
If you inlove you'll know.
This could be it,
She could be mine forever.
The rest of our lives,
Happy,
Thriving of love.
Laughter and hopes.
This girl is my dream. Now its reality.
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