Wed
You stand there waiting for me
Dressed in black and a smile
Breath-taking, you are so beautiful
A wonder of my world
The warmth of your eyes,
takes me over
I am so happy, high
The most adorned creature on earth
Me, on this most blessed day
I want to feel this way forever
Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
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| Untitled | 0 | 06/13/2016 |
| Wed | 0 | 06/13/2016 |
| Friend of my Soul | 0 | 11/13/2009 |
| Home | 0 | 08/15/2009 |
| Abschied | 0 | 08/15/2009 |
| Mine | 0 | 07/21/2009 |
| random thought | 0 | 07/20/2009 |
| What We Do | 1 | 07/14/2009 |
| 2 of you | 1 | 07/04/2009 |
| 41009 | 1 | 07/04/2009 |
| What You Do | 0 | 06/25/2009 |
| 42209 | 1 | 04/30/2009 |
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