Everything good in my life
begins
and ends
with her.
She is the warmth on my cheek
as the sun awakens me.
She is the first raindrop
captured in my open palm.
She is the tingle of a snowflake
melting on my tongue.
She is all of my experiences,
all of my thoughts and memories.
She is my life.
Monday, April 11, 2005
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2 comments:
lovely!
:)
Simply put this is "beautiful"..
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