It is hard to give a cognomen to it. It is a strange feeling. It is like an innocent hug. It is warmth. A dream. It reminds you of snugginess. Familiar smells. You think about it and just let the thought swim in your head.People hurt us at times but you need to trust them. We need to be loving. And love. However one doesn’t need to make grand statements to be able to be romantic.
My romance
doesn’t have to have a moon in the sky
My romance
doesn’t need a blue lagoon standing by
No month of May
No twinkling stars
No hideaway
No soft guitar
My romance
doesn’t need a castle rising in Spain
Nor a dance
to a constantly surprising refrain
Wide awake
I can make my most fantastic dreams come true
My romance
doesn’t need a thing but you
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