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Author: Dark Pegasus
Fiction Rated: K - English - Romance/Angst - Published: 02-07-04 - Updated: 02-07-04 - id:1519478

“Because”

By Dark Pegasus

Because he’s a song to me

His touch is melodic,

His voice is harmonic,

His heartbeat is rhythmic

I can sing of him my whole life

And never run out of verses to sing

Never run out of things to say

Because my life isn’t long enough to say all there is to say

Because he’s the method to the madness to me

His face gives orders to the chaos

His eyes calm the wild crowd

His embrace shelters me from the storm

Despite the crazy feelings that run around inside me

Despite the thoughts that make themselves known

Despite the deep, yet real emotions I feel, he’s there...just because

Because he’s my method of escape

My thoughts of him make the tears go away

And seeing him makes my fear go away

Because my dreams hold us together

Not once do I complain when I wake up

And he’s not really there

Because in my dreams, I hold him in my arms

Because he’s a bouquet of flowers to me

His body is as beautiful as a rose

His mind is as brilliant as an azalea

His soul is as glorious as a sunflower

Because holding him, I hold a bouquet of flowers in my arms

Because touching him, I caress the most beautiful object I know

Because observing him, I watch those flowers grow and bloom...just because

Because he is to me a sweet piece of candy

His tongue is a piece of peppermint

His lips are a drop of chocolate

His fingers are a fruit basket of lollipops

When we kiss, I taste a multitudes of sweets

His lips against mine take my breath away

Because his love is so sweet, like candy

Because he is to me a precious treasure

Holding too tight will make him break like glass

But not holding tight enough will make him slip away

Once you hold on, don’t let go

Because meeting someone like him

Is a once in a lifetime chance

Because if I move too slow, the chance will pass me by

Because he’s a thousand words to me

One word is incapable of describing him

Since one thousand of them barely scratches the surface

It’s hard to decide which one thousand does it best

He’s gorgeous in his own way: handsome, radiant, beautiful

I have a deep crush on him, I’m obsessed, I desire him so deeply

Because I wish I could have him somewhere other than my dreams



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