
True story...not.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance - Words: 369 - Reviews: 1 - Favs: 1 - Published: 06-16-09 - Status: Complete - id: 2686217
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I'd
call her a drug, but those can be lethal
Not to say that she
cannot be either
I'd rather overdose on her love, than fake a
smile with a pill
I'd rather find heaven between two sheets with
her in the middle
She's more than something I desire, she's
something I need
Not quite an addiction, but something required to
live
Every moment without her is one that I regret
To not
see her face, her eyes, is hell
And there's nothing I can do to
stop myself from falling
So please, catch me?
Though we
hail from distant lands, our skins of a different tone
Speech of a
different text, tongues of a different flavour
Her beauty
surpassed, even the most expectations
I looked in her eyes,
feeling like a dream
Someone as beautiful as her , could not be
real
Locks as long as my love, jet black like the birds I
love
Though such a love could never be compared to what I have for
her
Her skin so soft; warm like chocolate
Light brown and
sweet to the lips
But I'd pick her any time
Every inch of
her I scan, with my eyes, intensely
For a second without this
beauty
I would surely, go insane
They say, 'there's other
fish in the sea'
But why would I want a goldfish,
When I have a
mermaid waiting for me?
Some might say it's a lie, she
couldn't be real
She's not the one that got away, she's the one
who does not exist
And sometimes I feel that it's true
But only
because it has been so long since we've touched
One in a
million, might seem too common
But I think she's closer to one in
a few billion
Unique in every way
And I wouldn't have it any
other
When I look in her eyes, I can't help but look away
For
the sun is beautiful as well
But were I to stare too long
I
would surely go blind
Such beauty is rare, though not
nonexistent
Proven by her reflection
It is here so clearly.
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