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Rated: E · Poetry · Relationship · #2220559
A poem written in Sonnet form about Love and being silly.
With him I feel safe at last.
Damaged they say but I am free.
For once I shine, I'm no outcast.
A hearts true link for all too see.

My hand in his and his in mine.
A small gesture that means a lot.
Our souls dance a parallel line.
He is the star, I'm his mascot.

Although he's silly, so am I.
He snores at times but not too loud.
Stealing the covers will not fly.
Big burps that Homer would be proud.

He stole my heart and won my hand.
Who thought that life could be so grand.
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