Being with you is like sweet honey,
Our fingers entwine as if they were meant to be;
Locked up with you feels recklessly free,
My heart flutters at you giggling softly with glee;
Bringing waves in my otherwise calm sea,
So ethereal, I wonder if it's my fantasy?
Even if I'd be someday a nobody,
When the Peach blossoms next time,
I hope you'd remember me.
–Nevaeh
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This is just a simple prompt of my otherwise long poem of the same name. That is for my book. ^^
