Lovely

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first love

Have you ever felt a tear fall lovely

It’s gorgeous 

More than dying to a everlasting piano chord or holding pinkies

Your flowers bloomed in my mood

I’m your florist

My throat grows sore

As I remember lovely perturbations

And lovely sensations

And times where you were loving and held tight to your patience 

And I wonder when you go when I can’t feel your presence 

It’s a present breathing in all the bull from your old lessons

Legions suck on what was legit

I never wanted such a lovely heart break or a heavy soul

It’s never been a time when your eyes met mine and I looked past your demise

But for some reason I appreciated your lovely lies

Lovely sight

Lovely sighs 

Ugly fights

Thick thighs 

Tight grips

Cold fingertips

They say the coldest hands have the warmest hearts

I wonder if you thought I was lovely from the start

Am I pretty enough?

Quiet enough?

Do I lie too much?

Do I cry too much? 

Why do we fight so much?

Why do I miss your touch so lovely?

I guess I might walk steadily enough to be a model but my features aren’t of Linda Evangelista 

I’m eye candy for the diabetic 

I’m a lovely view

But you’re used to savory things

One time my voice didn’t quake

And my moans wondered off in the walk of shame

My silence was deadly and you couldn’t handle my tongue in the most innocent of ways

My truths hurt and my lies were sometimes too blunt

Bold and beautiful yet enough to make you

Jump

Ship

Forget 

Split 

Walk away from me and live

My comebacks are mighty and your stamina was slightly too small 

Too lightly 

I was lightweight in weight 

and you in mind 

It’s funny

You’re the kind of lovely only the wicked could find

I miss you lovely 

The way you touched me as I held the metaphorical heat gun to the edge of my thoughts and

Pulled the trigger 

When you couldn’t pull me together I miss your feathers

I miss our weather 

Sunny enough for glares

Cold enough to exchange sweaters 

I miss your lovelies because you was my true love