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the whole 'affection extends beyond the galaxies' thing hit different

the whole 'affection extends beyond the galaxies' thing hit different

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Love through a Distance

To hold you is a treasure so hard to obtain,

My heart is out of control,

My love can't be contained,

To just breathe the same air as you,

To just be in the same room,

Is something unimaginable, we know this too, but if I could wish, and hope, and dream, it would be to lay close to you , in your ever so loving care.

You make me smile like no one else does , I wish to give

you tons of kisses and cherish you with so much love, for my affection extends beyond the galaxies , through milkyways and complex perplexities.

For my love cannot be measured, not by scale, length, or height for what I wish most is to hug you and hold you tight,my dear handsome shining knight in armour , I'm pleased to let you know that I'm glad to be your paramour, your muse, your light.

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  • just_curious_tho

    what does the distance feel like for you? is it physical miles or something else?

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  • quick_gut_check

    the whole 'affection extends beyond the galaxies' thing hit different

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  • nodding_along

    and at the very end, 'your paramour, your muse, your light.' such a perfect way to end. you give them three things at once

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  • nodding_along

    the 'knight in armour' moment got me. that whole last line is perfect

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  • maybe_im_wrong

    i don't usually like love poetry but something about the earnestness here just works for me. the balance of intensity without feeling forced

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Simple, quiet, quaint. Themes of love. Beginner, criticism allowed

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