So much in love. In love with the
girl of my dreams.
She's so real, standing there. Talking, laughing,
being beautiful like only she can be.
She seems so far away, so untouchable.
I'm afraid to touch her, she's so special to me.
But still all I want is to be with her.
Holding her close as our heartbeats follow
the same rhythm.
She's a butterfly, gently stroking the wind in search
of happiness.
I'm the source of joy, I can give her what
she needs.
Just take my hand and see my eyes.
Drowning into bliss as the love consumes.
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