Each night I imagine my heart is a spinning ball of light that shines brighter and spins faster the more I think about it. So I can give that light to you in the morning.
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
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17 comments:
Growth.
Spoon me in the mornings. I love the way you make me feel before crawling out of bed. It's like you're right next to me. I can feel your heavy breathe on my neck. I hear your heartbeat. I taste your lips. Me.
All the chemicals in our body's collide. It's what makes the sky blue. We think in color. Me.
I know it well.
I love you.
You are making me grow.
I hope one day my light may shine up on you.
I know it well.
My light is a spinning ball of light that shines brighter and spins faster the more I think about it because I imagine it's my heart and I've already given it to you. Some don't know who they want to give the light to so they just give it to everyone.
I love you.
Goodbye
*sigh
only request, give me some of yours?
I only return the light you give me in the night because you see, everything within my heart is already your's.
A beautiful metaphor.
As dawn breaks, and you awake, my light for you out shines the sun.
Gaaah.
I like this. How spiritual, literal, metaphorical and lovely!
I think of you night and day. You are sunset, sunrise and everything in the middle. I miss you. Me.
How I feel, in words. Wonderfully put =]
I love you I miss you I need you I can't wait to touch you
Cyawett
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