A gentle breeze kisses your cheek,
a simple glance makes your knees feel weak.
A person is sent from the heavens above,
and you are given the gift of love.

Every moment spent is like none before,
every moment away makes you miss him more.
Every moment you're alive you want him to be near,
every moment he holds you you hold dear.

You hope deep in your heart he'll always be there,
the thought of him leaving makes you so scared.
He promises you he'll never leave,
tells you its true, tells you to believe.

Love is confusing, love is blind,
it depends very much upon your state of mind.
But every time you feel its not worth the cost,
just think of him and the love that'd be lost.

Look! I won third place in The Pad's July poetry contest for this poem!

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