I love the sound of your voice
Calling my name when you’re in distress.
I love the smile on your face
That radiates the sun of my hope.
I love the way you listen,
To my heartbeat after a long hard day.
I love the way you talk
Enveloped with insecurities of your look.
Didn’t I tell you, that you’re the finest
Of them
all?
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