Precious Poem by Orange Scribbles

Precious



Your eyes,
It really will suffice
Keeps my heart beating
Keeps me living and breathing

Your smile,
To see them, I'll walk a hundred miles
It weakens my knees
Though puts my mind at peace

Your touch,
Speaks that you love me very much
A thing, which without a doubt
I can't continue living without

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