The last man I made love to, is who I want to marry.
His child my first, I want to carry.
I want him in my future. I want him to be my last first kiss.
I want his view of who I am, who he knows me as, to never change. I want his feelings to go flesh deep for me. I want him to feed me his love, like its my everlasting breath. I want us to be forever. I want THIS love, forever.
Its all in his voice, his words, his eyes...they tell me everything I need to know.
Everything I've ever wanted to know about...US. its there, and noone can EVER convince me different.
Love is strong enough to make this work...
What the hell I look like letting you go?
Never
I want this forever. . .
=] Beautiful.
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