GALLERY OF PASSION

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Couldn’t be wrong at this for sure
driving me crazy, yes you do, 
with much zeal
 in this gallery we share, 
with the story of your life written all over
and everywhere like fallen leaves on a summer breeze
and I stare at each of them with a refreshing thrill

 In my mind, you're the center of the universe
chained to my thoughts, a beautiful slave to bond with
don't want to be  freed
but to  forever hold on
to the thoughts and memories
of how we met and tattooed your face in my heart

 I see you and you remind me of a life we wrote
a journey we traveled and a future we sought
Holding on to this gallery of passion feels right
here where you belong, in this writings 
 I love this gallery, I love this history of passion
always to hold on to because all I see is you

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