Sunday, October 21, 2007
CHANCE MEETING
Your posture’s so regal, Your eyes such gleams in view Each moment’s cast in reposal Thinking only of you. You caught my glance and smiled Your lips a natural hue You gaze at me; I am beguiled Thinking only of you. You pause awhile, and take my hand Your touch so warm and true The seconds pass, and...
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