My love feels effortless
My love chooses me
My love comes to me
I go towards my love
My love dances, but not too much
My love likes to read and write
My love worships, but not too much
My love sins, and cries
My love isn't scared to feel scared
My love feels scared to be alive
My love isn't scared of dying
My love is scared to not be alive
My love, loves.
My love, loves to love.
My love wakes up in the morning, glares at the dusk of the rising sun,
My love is a warm cup of coffee that I can't live without,
My love is eggs, and bacon, in a bun.
BS
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