I found Love when I found You

by Claudia ✓
I'm gonna point the finger at you,
anyone to see who's the one who
caresses me and shapes my soul
with its thoughts full of grace and
deeds, along with gentle touches,
like the breeze of summer nights
stuffed with whispers of longing
and a sprightly wily contemplation,
lulled through the wave of feelings,
pearled words, and amusing savor
in magic gifts of any gifted guitarist,
with us, in a wink of riffs, avowing,
I‧found‧Love‧when‧I‧found‧You


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