Saturday, August 29, 2009
Highest Sentiment
Out of reach except in my thoughts where you bring me summer blossoms in wild bouquets. You have a bounce in your step, a whistle on your lips, and a grin I've seen so many times. Everything that is you I taste in your kiss. What we share I gather at sunrise like the dew, one drop at a time to...
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