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Perfect

His eyes are perfect
His scent so rare
His arms so protecting
Holding me when I’m scared

I can’t live without him
He’s the air that I breathe
I hear his voice at night
As I fall asleep

I crave his company
Yearn for his touch
He’s always with me
Never asking for much

He is my world
My happy place
Behind my eyelids
I can see his face

I’m writing this for him now
Like he asked me too
I enjoy making him happy
Cheering him up when he’s blue

I love him so much
I gave him my heart
He promised he won’t break it
Won’t ever tear us apart

I’ll always believe him
Whatever happens between us
I’ll always love him
It’s him who I trust

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  • rhythmdivine
    August 29

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    Thats a perfect teenage love or should I say all age love?? A simple sweet surrender and an entrenched trust..I could at once glance the simple sparkling innocence and that utmost ease with which you have put in those thoughts thats so special of an adoloscent - a cheerful carefree buzzing bee..Your poem in totality was a fresh fragrant flower in the gardern of verses..I enjoyed every word of it.

    Also to mention, amidst all these, I did see a matured poet in you in this young age..Keep it going and thanks for sharing

    Rhythmdivine