My Love

Posted: 04/18/2011 in Thoughts, Writing
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I’ll sail away on your last breath if you allow me to touch my lips softly against yours.
I live for the murmurs that are whispered underneath my sheets from your eyes to my frantic heart.
My pulse has a funny way of acting when you come within five feet of me.
Sometimes, I think my heart is going to leap out of my chest and embed its self into your pocket.
Maybe it already has.
 
I am so deep in love with you!
Comments
  1. Lynn says:

    You speak the language of Love! Each Breath. Each pounding of the Heart. Each Touch. These tears I cry reading this are for…. My Love.

    thank you beautiful Lee!

    Lynn

  2. Amy says:

    I’m sailing away on the words of a true poet!

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