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Like the dirt where flowers grow

Like the comb where honey flows

Like the feather of a crow

Your eyes are sharp

like a thorn on a rose

Ah yes this is

Another love poem

But what’d you expect

From a heart that is wrecked

But wait

Because your more

Than just cute

every time we talk

I fall more in love with you

Your voice is like

A flowing river

That always makes

My heart quiver

With my hand in yours

I feel like I'm home

Wrap your arms around me

Protection from cold

Lost in your eyes

Dark like a storm

But warm like a fire

Alive in our hearts