The picture he took of me at Galveston Island
It’s the little things you do
That keeps me loving you
It’s the perfect things you say
that brush my anxieties away
For you are the epitome of love
Loving you wasn’t planned to do
But I’m glad to walk this path with you
No other way I’d rather chose
life without you, I’d surely lose
Pulse beating through your hand
as we stand bare feet to the sand
saying each other vows
smiling giddily just like a child
For you are the epitome of love
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Supanova Artistry
Lover of knowledge
I'm a sapiosexual
Beauty’s skin deep
Give me intellectual
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