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Poetry

Under the Sunset

Under the sunset

Is where we met

For the millionth time.

Always sublime.

 

Laying in the sand

While holding hands.

Talking about everything

And laughing about nothing.

 

Our souls connect.

All is perfect.

Crazy in love.

We fit like a glove.

 

Now under the stars,

We move to your car.

My head on your chest

Is the very best.

 

Your love is true.

I always knew

That you’re the one for me.

We’re meant to be.

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by melody.heald13

A writer with a dream. I've been writing since I was a kid. My dream was and still is, to become a published author. Reading and writing are my passions.

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