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Flowers and Gardens

I'd tell you that when I'm with you, everyone and everything else melts away, and it'd sound like a clichéd phrase from an old romantic movie. And I'd try to explain why the stars in the sky can't be seen when the sun is shining.
A remembrance of that sun is reviving, like a cool dip on a hot summer day. The lovely smile you gave me melted my insides, and when you said goodnight, I awoke with a smile on my face. That smile was enough to leave me speechless as I walked away, even after I embarrassed myself by speaking without thinking. But when you have that much affection for someone, it's just what happens. If I could properly express the delight, happiness, excitement, and tingling I am currently experiencing, I would. If I had to describe the sensation, I'd compare it to a warm glass of wine. the kind that causes your mouth to continually ask for more until your eyes become blurry and you become carefree and lethargic. However, that is how things are when you are present. When you smile, my world spins quickly into a sunny day; when you're not here, it slows down into a gloomy night.
You never seem to notice how I stare at you when you speak. I'm observing each and every one of your facial expressions, savoring them as if they were a work of art that may vanish if I looked away. the way your brow furrows while contemplating something, the way the corners of your eyes crinkle when you smile, and the pearly-white teeth that sparkle when you grin. Your chocolate brown eyes, which glisten in the sunlight and appear to make flowers bloom in my tummy, with butterflies flitting among them. Listening to every single word you speak, and memorizing it. Enjoying listening to your laughter, recording it in my memory so that it can have it on replay like my favorite love song. Enjoying your sugary voice with every conversation we have.
And its not just the outward beauty that you have. It's just that difficult to put into words the qualities that make a fine piece of human being like you.
 God must be proud to look upon a masterpiece such as yourself. And the flowers and gardens in my mind and heart are a true testament of that.

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