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The Improbable Dreamer

Saturday, March 31, 2012

Hopeless Romantic


I don’t have many words left;
They were stolen when
I saw your just eyes,
and a corner of your smile.

I know nothing of love
but, I do know
I adore you
with such childlike sincerity
you could not begin to imagine.

Today;
I want to write
of you
even
if it is
too


Late.

Posted by Improbable Dreamer at 5:46 PM
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