Wondrous, Quirky, and Itchy Thoughts

To the wondrous eye, he is the shine that light up her eyes.

 

To the quirky lips, he is the laughter that makes her smile.

 

To the lingering thoughts, he is the image that invadesher brain.

 

To the itchy hands, he is the skin she loves to touch.

 

To the broken hear, he is the love that pieced it back together.

 

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