No words, no stanzas, no yells, no gift, no man and no woman can explain what you do to me. I run on clouds and fly over streets as I feel your breath on my neck. Your hand on my shoulder. Your legs wrapped around mine. I've got so much honey the bees envy me. What can make me feel this way? One Badasschic.
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that's amazing
it's one of those...well, you can't describe it, and you shouldn't have to because it wouldn't do it any justice. Good job dazzling us with brilliance!
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Love ur poem
you know what it reminds me of???? US!!!! I love you so much. YOU KNOW YOU ROCK MY WORLD!!! I love you, Jasmine
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haha this rocks. you must have one awesome girl there
and i love how you totlly went a different direction, like you said, 'no stanzas'. Bold. Love It. <3
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