The One She Loves
By mayman
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Love becomes her.
Love succumbs under her touch.
Love beguiles her.
Such beauty glows for all to see.
Love is her plaything.
And the one she loves is me.
Love surrounds her.
Love is the colour that clothes her.
Her love overflows.
And simplifies my world with her.
She is my heartbeat.
And the one she loves is me.
Love breathes on her.
Her love is perfume that brings me joy.
Love is hers to know.
She knows the love I hold for her.
Together we are gold.
And the one she loves is me.
Her smile when she greets me.
And I'm a birthday child again.
The touch of her hand in mine,
And I'm a giant for a while.
Those tender lips that kiss me,
Free my heart with wings to soar.
But when she says she loves me.
I know the world is mine.
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