Love Fantastical

Love Fantastical

She said I made her laugh,

at times she got so hysterical.

I loved to hear her laugh,

at times the sound was so lyrical.

She always asked me why,

at times she was so quizzical.

I loved to make her think,

at times she was so metaphysical.

She said we were meant to be,

at times it was so mystical

I loved to spend my time with her,

at times she was so divinical.

She stroked my red-flecked beard,

at times it was so rhythmical.

I loved to hold her close,

at times we got so physical.

She said my humor stung sometimes,

at times I was so satirical.

I loved to make up with her,

at times we got so spherical.

She said I made her feel special,

at times she was so angelical.

I loved many things about her,

at times they were so numerical

A Long

❤ ❤ ❤

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These poems are dedicated to my friend +kim hodges and to new love. Love Builds MARCUZZI AND FRA By lufra Love builds, blossoms, blooms. Love covers, hovers, discovers. Love flowers, showers, empowers. Love thinks, remembers, forgets. Love grows, knows, shows. Love shields, yields, heals. Love finds, blinds, binds. © 2013 ajwrites57 A Long Love Makes Love makes you fly, gets you high. Love makes laugh, makes you cry. Love makes you sigh, makes you wanna try. Love gets you giddy, makes you feel pretty, Love empowers you to take a city! Love makes you happy, makes you feel sappy. Love makes your heart sing, Love gives you thoughts of queens and kings. © 2013 ajwrites57 A Long Photo By CynthiaNaniOKeefe If you enjoyed these poems, find more here.

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