To

by Ashley   Nov 29, 2008


To hear the sound of your voice would be like listening to birds chipping high in the air on a beautiful sunny morning.

To see your face would be like looking over the ocean to the amazing sunset on a Saturday afternoon.

To be in your arms would be like floating on the clouds above.

To be hanging out with you would be like a kid on Christmas getting his dream present.

To be kissing you would be like running in the fields of daises.

To be yours would be like something I could never imagine.

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