The Touch

Oh boy! How beautiful you are, your skin shines bright

Like the stars above.

I love the way you look and the way that you stare

Like if looking into a mirror and seeing yourself.

It’s kind of a funny story, if you understood what I see,

That love is greater by your side, than by sea.

The wind can touch my hair, send goosebumps through out my skin,

But nothing can compare to when your touch finds me.

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