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little sweet
little checker in my heart, feelings showing as she sings
ticking in that little birdcage, while fluttering your wings
we disappeared into the sunset, into the clouds up high
we fly away sweet songbird, your gentle presence nigh
lift the spirits in her heart, as your scent does fill the air
with you drawing closer, in those feelings that we share
each and every precious part, stiched into the night sky
little cord of compassion, please let my heart describe
Wonderful! Glorious!hugss
Wonderful! Glorious!hugss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Love it!
Love it!
.....
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "