20081122, 1:06 AM
My True Love
I place my hand upon your chest, as I feel the significance of your warm embrace. Feeling so soft and sensual, with lips that hold no taste. Opening my arms wide, in order to free my soul. Love is something unconditional, something I can't let go. More than just a lover, you've become my bestfriend. Whatever comes between us, I'll be here 'til the end. My heart is filled with joy, what used to hold my tears. Falling in love with you, was the greatest of all my fears. My heart was broken once before, I don't need that once again. You now make me feel complete, my homie, lover, friend. Labels: Friendship, Love, Poem, Self Discovery posted by Cici @ 1:06 AM 1 comments |
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Hi there, I'm Cici. That's what people tend to call me anyway. I'm 20 years old, and have been statistically challenged practically all my life. Music is my passion. I wouldn't give up the ability to hear for anything in my life. I've practically lived my whole life in Toronto. This city is mine. I'm a sucker for shoes. Yes, Shoes! No, I do not have some sort of foot fetish. I just like purchasing shoes. Especially a good pair of sneakers or flats. I have made many mistakes in my life, but that's what helps me grow as a person. I wouldn't change that for anything in the world. This is me, the real me. My life is totally unscripted. This is a dose of reality. My reality. Welcome to my world.
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