Ever since those eight letters
left your mouth … I haven’t heard
a single word anyone else has said.
Compared to your “I love you”
everything else sounds like
blahs and babble.
Ever since those eight letters
left your mouth … I haven’t heard
a single word anyone else has said.
Compared to your “I love you”
everything else sounds like
blahs and babble.
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Another great one!
Thanks!!!
Ah…I know it feels like nectar.โฃ๏ธ
Nectar, soma, ambrosia; so many interchangeable names for this feeling. Thanks for sharing your thoughts!
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I definitely hear you on this one! ๐๐ And “I love you” can be said in so many poetic ways, without even those eight letters, together. You have proved yourself a master at that, including in this poem. Makes for a very nice treat to us all, in the feed. ๐
You’re right they can; love almost has an endless definition. Thanks. Always appreciate your sweet comments!