With Each
with each added teaspoon, my coffee sweetens.
with each look in her eyes, my body weakens.
with each listen, my soul is more open.
with each wept tear, there's more and more hoping.
with each broken promise, i face my demise.
with each spoken vowel, i feel pretty wise.
with each person laughing at me, i excel.
with each moment spent with her, i fell.
and i just keep falling
in love
with her.
©LukaKorba
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With love,
Luka.