Glory

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He was a drop of vanilla,
lips filled with honey.
One look and he was all I wanted to experience. Maybe he’s a blessing in disguise.

We’re in eternal bliss,
A infatuation that’s heaven sent, adored with my every breath; shared in every kiss.

He’s a wildflower, just waiting for the sun to bask in his glory.
We’re always gonna be like the wind, just in love with our sounds of peace.
Can’t ever see myself leaving because, happiness is him.
Speechless with every kiss, thinking of a life with him.

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