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A memoir of you

Contributed by aaron8124 on Saturday, 3rd January 2009 @ 08:49:03 PM in AEST
Topic: LovePoetry

So I held him between my arms with my hand on his chest, which felt the slow sleeping beat of his heart. I felt the love passing between us despite his unconscious state. As my heart attempted to find a steady beat I placed my hand on his head to stroke his short hair. He awoke for a short minute only to move closer to me. I told him, sh its okay come here, and I pulled the blankets over us more and I placed my cheek against his. My hands happened to find his and I traced the way to his finger tips. Despite the black of night, I looked him in the eyes, and I knew I was because I got that floppy feeling in my stomach. I whispered I love you more than anything. I stroked his hair once and pressed my lips to his forehead and I could feel the cool of his sweat. This alone made my heart exclaim in pure love. Adults tell us we don't know what love is, but I'm pretty sure this is the most euphoric and absolutely amazing thing I have ever felt in my life...

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Re: A memoir of you (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Sunday, 4th January 2009 @ 12:39:28 AM AEST
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Well you would know what luv is if you were taught with luv.
Some folks just think they know it all and should judge no one.
Keep writing cause this is awesome work.
Huggs, blessings, luv,
emy

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