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by lilly Jul 17, 2008 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
When you hear the word love you think of heart shaped sprinkles on a cupcake. It smells of that new perfume that he just bought you. It tastes of a sweet sugar cookie that is just most enough not to fall apart. You see hearts of all colors and shapes and a rose from you know who. When you feel love you feel arms of the guy that loves you around you and you seem to love him too.