My heart is searching for fulfullment.
&& so far i've only found it with you.
But something's telling me to run away.
Even though that's not what i want to do.
Why do i love you, i start to ask.
Then i think of fitting perfectly into your arms.
&& nothing else seems to matter.
Stopping by with a dozen roses.
Always cute and ready to flatter.
Being in your presence makes my heart melt.
I'm lying with you, connected as one.
You turn and kiss me with so much passion.
&& then you say, 'i love you so much, hon'
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I love the &&'s so sweetly hesitant! Love makes us simply crazy, how do we define, 'so much'? I keep working on it but it never seems adequate. Is it a 'u turn' or 'Your turn', in penultimate line? My turn to smile at you, Tai