Your the reason; reason I opened my eyes...
Learned that physical attraction; it eventually dies...
There's only so far you can go or things you can do with the body of a women...
Women are gorgeous but the physical attraction is just what starts things, the beggining...
There's a bunch of fish in the sea nd I used to be a fisherman, you made wanna throw the rod away, I wanna make it to the end...
I used to play the game, you made me wanna retire my jersey, be more than just your lover; your friend...
I gave up writing poetry nd began expressing how I feel...
Poetry has stucture; this typa writing feels alot more real...
You taught me that to a waters surface, there's more than a reflection...
There's a capacity nd things within; that's where the important lives; love nd affection...
See babe, you closed my eyes but only to open em; your the reason for this new point of view....
I can now close my eyes, be blind; nd still see the beauty in you...
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the definition of a man is definetely not you, men are not cowards...and you are. and thats why you never seem to be able to catch a fishhh.in your poetry you seem to use the same phrases over and overr again learn some new vocabulary ,i should have boughten you a damn dictionary for christmass.
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