Love for My Boo

Skies are think and blue.
So is my love for my boo.
In times of having no clue.
Living oceans apart too.
Feeling you there in your hands
Is what I must do to stop time.
Being here wanting you near is like bands.
Wanting you to feel me.
Needing our souls to be one
Showing what true love can do.
Hearing thy voice as a sweet tone.
Changing things that are done.

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