The Ways They Breathe
The radio plays a youthful soul felt love song.
Feeling the thoughts, and desires of long ago.
There is a part that touches deeply into your soul.
Telling you, there is someone where your love
belongs. As we all go through life staying strong
and fun. One day you step outside, and along
comes the one. The tone of their voice rushes
through your skin. The message is to rejoice,
to cherish all that has been. They are your hearts
thieve in all the ways they breathe. You can feel
it in your thoughts resting into your dreams. You
love it when they talk to you, not just to here the
story; to hear them breathe, to hear the life in
them, and by all their means. It truly makes you
want to play the song again and sing it to them.
To smile, showing the one, they are the one you truly
love, and have been waiting for, your entire life.
You can hear the love in the way they breathe.
That's when you know a love is true.
In the ways they breathe.
Just listen.
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