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Created on: March 01, 2009
he walks over to me,
he puts his hands around my waste.
i want so bad to kiss him
my oh my i love his taste.
he looks me in the eyes
and softly whispers, "i love you"
i, looking back into his,
simply say back, "i love you too"
he's got me day-dreaming again...
He's the guy my heart had been longing to find
and you know what?
he simply is one of a kind
we move in towards each other...
our lips move closer, finally they meet.
does he know what he does to me?
he makes my heart skip many a beat.
his kiss is the kiss i had been longing for;
the ones i had always read about in the story book.
i have finally found my prince charming
and it doesn't matter how long it actually took.
he has shown me that love is real,
and what true love really is.
he's breaking down my wall little by little,
soon enough my whole heart will be his.
he's not afraid to be himself
and has shown me that not all guys are the same.
he's honest and caring
and doesn't just play the game.
he treats me with respect
and has proved to me he isn't fake.
what about his looks, you ask?
well they are the icing on the cake!
we have something special between us,
something that is very rare to find.
proudly i boast about it
because i know it's there, and I'm not blind.
i truly hope the feelings i have
are mutual between the two of us.
and if i find that they are,
boy will that be a plus!
i would love nothing more
than for it be the two of us always together.
it's something that will come with time
because he is the one i love, and will forever.
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