Poem -

special lady

you walked thru the threshold of my home as a friend

of a friend

 and walk out a something else

 gears started turning oil started gushing and the metal wall over my heart fell and a door open for you/ straight to my heart

 this feeling i feel is nothing i ever felt before/

its like i am addicted to you and this feeling 

you're the most special lady i've ever  met. being perfect must come easy or so it seems that you are the perfect girl for me we clicked on a whole different level 

where couples dream of talk on 

we did in a day 

some people don't believe in love at first sight 

but i believe after our first kiss with butterflies in my stomach and sparks in the air 

i think we fell in love just a lil

wait sit back and  chill in love just a lil

 im i getting caught up in a emotional storm 

is mr no relationship talking about love wow i shock myself 

back to you  i feel like im in the presents of a angel every time you near 

being with you is a dream and you leaving is a nightmare me falling for you wasn't expected you catching me was a bigger surprise but when i look in your eyes i get lost for while but then i see your soul and my soul untangled together happy and feeling each other like they was made for each other then a blink and look at you and realrrize that you are my woman and im your man and when the time come me and you will be hand and hand there will be no great relationship than the one we just began.

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