Kelly, you’re the one I love, the one I always dream of. Not only for being my love; the one I live for and would die for, but for more than an explanation could ever hold the meaning of.
Should I trust these keys to contrast the emotions that grasp me so seductively, through the intense emotional love, and addiction I have for you?
Should I trust myself to seek the words that could best describe the endured feelings of satisfaction you give me?
Your personal features that have me so wrapped around your finger that is as long as the French fry you beheld?(personal reminisce)
I don’t believe Oxford, nor Webster, could ever define the meaning or meanings of love I have for you. You’re so gorgeous, so smart, personality, so beautiful and charming. Could it be hereditary?
How you stride and break necks, never give up, always going big because bigger is better, or is it because your motivation perks me to never give in or let the impossible fear me.
I know what it is; like me no exaggeration necessary, Living revolutionary, becoming nothing less than legendary.
Together we have outstanding qualities, making so many memories, living so autobiographical, defeating the impossible.
I love you for you, and only you. Nothing more, nothing less you’re the very finest. Like a rare breed of intelligence and elegance shocking the English with your poise. A small town girl that could kill with her sight, but a thrill to me that makes me crave you so vigorously.
My very own exact brand of heroin, and I would overdose in a second. I become the perfect addict of your love never searching for a cure, but signing my own death wish with every embrace. People will never understand you are my saving grace!
Iloveyougirlfriend<3
A contest entry
- Loooove! :) :) :) by jamesbliss.
459 points, ended April 15, 147 entries
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