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Friday, December 23, 2011

Lines


When you first arrived on the scene

Your eyes bled deeply through my veins

In fine lines of real time

I seek to find

That look upon your face

I saw it once when we first met

And once again as you lay in my bed

When we first said hello

And the last time you left me alone

The rising sun reflects

Your precious face

Your light like no other

Shines on in me

One more beautiful day

How sweet the way you speak to me

When we meet at that special place

And all I feel is love

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