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Those crystal blue eyes,
Your beautiful face against mine,
Every time I see you I am in love again.
The smell of the crisp breeze,
The scent of a summer day's air,
Warm sun crashes through the windows.
The sound of a feint indy band,
Game controllers scattered on the ground,
Your purse tipped by the corner of my bed,
A warm feeling that keeps you here forever.
Pause in the middle of laughter,
To snapshot a moment of happiness as one,
To recollect memories and good times,
To always carry on.
At the end of the day a picture speaks many words,
A great time and a meaning of love,
Something that should never end.
- by danrmerritt |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 02/17/2009 |
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- Title: The Story of Us
- Artist: danrmerritt
- Description: This was a poem that I wrote for my beautiful girlfriend in our last years of high school.
- Date: 02/17/2009
- Tags: love videogames indy pictures
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- The Judged Book - 02/17/2009
- Wow. A really nice poem. Bet she loved it. biggrin
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