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Saturday, September 13

This Is Not A Poem, It Somthing Better...

She staggered into my life like a lost cat
a good lost cat if thats possible.
Her eyes glued to mine every so slightly.
Her lips were perfect.
Much much more then perfect.
Her hand would fit in mine
as it was meant to be there for eternity.
Her smile lost me
and brought me to an amazing state of mind
this state of mind being called love
and it grows, faster then ever.
The love shines bright,
rather brighter then Time Square.
Which leaves a smile on my face
wider then Japan.

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