My desire
I need the kind of love,
A love that is so colorful,
has moments that can be hurtful,
filled with joy.
And a shoulder to cry.
I need the kind of love,
that help me face my dearest fears,
and share all my tears.
A love where I can break all my walls,
Filled with random midnight calls,
dances on the kitchen floor,
and the feeling I get when I see you at the front door.
The kind of love,
where our eyes speaks,
when words can't express how it feels,
filled with a lot of fights,
and kisses to make it all right.
I need the kind of love,
filled with silly inside jokes,
and laughs so innocently like a 2 year old.
The kind of love,
that gives light like the moon in the night,
and a hand till the end.
I need the kind of love that heals,
that heals the scars that are too deep to be seen.
I need the kind of love,
that doesn't make sense,
but rather like a path without an end,
and with each turn the story extend,
with so much love and a little hate,
the kind of love with it's own fairytale,
the kind of love that is never too late.
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