Thursday, March 1, 2012

Sold

                sold 
 My heart missed it's audience upon my chest to hear it pumping

My blood circulates around my body, I can pick up the thumping 

Each night before I lay my head to rest
I pray to god another day will come for her to test- my heart and how it beats for that girl so sweet 
Her eyes shine with divine grace it's almost matches my beat 

The heat that warms the tension between our souls 
I look directly at her and feel no cold 
I am sold 
Forever for us to grow old
I an sold

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