Perfect Being With You

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    Perfect Being With You

    But for just this night among nights,
    Can I think of being with you
    Holding you, staring at you
    Just doing anything among everything with you
    Having the best of times with you.

    Fo this is the moment,
    The perfect place, the perfect time
    For me and you to be together
    Even when far away,
    The entire me is by your side

    But for just this night among nights
    is it alrights that I kiss your lips
    To say I love you and would always do
    That I would always be in touch in thoughts
    And I would always hear your voice in mind

    For this is the moment,
    The perfect place, the perfect time
    For me and you to be together
    Though sometimes I not where you at,
    The entire me is by your side

    But for just this night amongs nights,
    This particular time, at a perfect place
    Thinking of what would become of our lifes
    Teasing and smiling with one another
    For this is the perfect spot, the perfect us.

    For this is the moment
    The perfect place, the perfect time
    For me and you to be together
    Even when far away,
    The entire me is by your side

    Can I have this particular night to be with you
    Just me and you and no one else
    to be in a place no one has ever been to
    Cause everything is made perfect being with you.

    For this is the moment
    The perfect place, the perfect time
    for me and you to be together
    Though sometimes am not where you at
    The entire me is by your side

    But for just this night among nights,
    Can I give you something no one ever gave,
    Can I receive something you never gave
    The entire you, for the entire me
    The two of us and no one else

    For this is the perfect night;
    meant for the both of us
    for you and me to be together
    to need nothing than ourselves
    cause everything is made perfect being with you.

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    Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

    LittleWonders’s Poems (13)

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    First love 1
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    Perfect Being With You 0
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    Friendship 0
    Power of Love 0
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    All I Have in Me 0
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    For my Love 1
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