We are more than sunlit afternoons
And carefully crafted love letters,
More than the poetry and the art we create…
But in this moment of playful banter,
When you ask me if I love you,
I squeeze your hand
my heart still flutters
When you squeeze back.
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We are more than sunlit afternoons And carefully crafted love letters, More than the poetry and the art we create… But in this moment of playful banter, When you ask me if I love you, I squeeze your hand my heart still flutters When you squeeze back. […]
If I love You… — forgottenmeadows
