Her
The mountains
The rivers
The streams
All show us beauty
Yet she is more beautiful than
Anything on earth
As I ride past them all I began to think
About how lucky I am to have her
In my life
She is more precious then treasure to me
My own life isn’t even worth
A second of hers
She tells me that she love’s me
Does she really ever
Mean it
She will always hold my heart
In her hand
Each time she says
I love him
She crushes my heart a little more
I would go to otter space
And
Capture each and every single star out there
I would travel at speed of light
I would go to the end of the world
I would end my own life
If she asked me too
I would do anything for one more kiss
Just one more kiss
But yet again
I’d still be wishing
She’ll be mine
And
He would not exist
Cause I love her
Isn’t she supposed to love me back
Every breath I take is full of love for her
And as long as my heart is beating I will still love her
Cause as long as I love her, my heart will still beet
poem by Mrs. Cynosure
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