It’s the way your heart does that whole beating thing that makes me love you.
The way your words tantalize my essence that made me desire you.
It’s the way your soul does the whole kindness thing that makes me respect you.
It’s an unseen force that connects us that makes me fight for you.
And an ancient whisper of recognition that makes me trust in you.
Karen Hayward ©2016
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