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It's Called Romance
Nauseating, heart pounding, head throbbing, time stopping
Romance
The kind that dances at the touch of their skin upon yours
Honest, Strong, Naive and pure
The thing that we reach out for arms flung wide
When we have it we run and fly faster than any had ever dreamt possible and we live life moment to moment with their smile shining brightly in ours
Lose it and you hold the memories tightly to your breast
Sucking every once of life out of those lost fleeting moments and griping tighter to them as they dwindle away
You search for it anew brighter and stronger than the first
You search for a fire that burns past eternity but you know what you had will never be forgotten nor surpassed
For as you smile you feel their warmth, you see there bright eyes and you know that for an instant you lived greater than those who came before you,
Richer than the greatest of kings with more glory than each and every Greek god
You built wings out of love and soared past the sun
You became strong and weak all at once
You became the face behind the word love
You became life itself
You together defined what Webster could not
With each kiss and each touch with each and every whisper and embrace
Creating more beauty than the sonnets of Shakespeare and putting more meaning behind them
Simply put what you created
Its called romance.
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