Comparison (Not Done)
Love- A body full of butterflies
Your touch- melts my heart, but freezes my eyes
Your lips amongst mines warms my chills
Our love, our passion to strong to appeal
An emotional barrel, our love runs around
The heat of the night, the talk of the town
The pressure that's felt diffuses the heart
so love can replace its drum
You- The soul mate of Hershey kisses and I know you want some
We- the couple the doves that float wing and wing
Im never deserted, when you are my King
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