It’s leaving me Or already left Little by little And day by day Words no longer come One after another Only form in scattered staccatos All appears lost, m i s p l a c e d,
reversed, underdeveloped:
.sentence proper a write to how remember even can’t I, Now
If only I could If only you would But we both know it couldn’t Come to any good
Yet you still have some may And I still have some might So what if our wish on the stars Could make something so forbidden lawful tonight?
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Never bend Nor break Only expand horizons The opposite of crash Merge to connect Forgo destruction Create instead An invisible world Built upon the alignment Of four-lettered words
are the sentence without a period The movement in the puddle after the rains The scent that lingers when the scent is gone The oxygen for the oxygen The letters that spell out the word love The one thing I’ll never leave behind
[Chorus] I loved you ever since I found you I always need to be around you (2x)
[Verse 1] They say our love is like a fountain I think it’s higher than a mountain Our love is wider than the ocean I never needed any potions I loved you long before I woke up One look said we would never break up I never thought you needed makeup You’re perfect just the way God made ya
[Chorus] I loved you ever since I found you I always need to be around you (2x)
[Verse 2] Your scent is sweeter than a flower Around you I lose all my power You’re flawless in every arrangement I’ve always wanted an engagement How can I tell you that you’re perfect In a way no poet has wrote it? You’re so much more than I noted Your essence they could never clone it
[Chorus] I loved you ever since I found you I always need to be around you (4x)
Might be falling Too dark for positives Surrounded by Blurs my eyes Can’t ever adjust to Thought stars Rose in the east Set in the west Appears that wasn’t true The facts are: My sun rises and sets solely Upon the position of you
We speak in sonnets Our hands the couplets Kissing haikus And amid the dark we compose These rhythmic stanzas Because at some point We stopped making love And started making poetry