Love is

by Victor   Dec 3, 2010


Not the way the wind carries your scent and pollinate beauty across the states.
not the awe inspiring glycerin glow of your hair in the morning or the epiphany your eyes give at perfect angles from the sun.
No, it's none of that, it’s the way you simply say my name that makes me uncontrollably and unequivocally fall in love with you every time you say it.

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