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By hopelessromantic Date: 2003 Feb 26 Comment on this Work [[2003.02.26.19.11.2840]] |
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The sun warms my face. I hold your hand as we walk along the beach. It's reflection on the water is blinding..... or am I just blinded by you? The conversations continue. They warm my soul as the leaves outside are starting to change.... or is it just you? The air is now brisk...... The trees, no leaves do they hold. The cold is starting to settle in... or is it just you? The bitter cold sets in.... Snow now covers the ground. No new life submerges...it has become so cold. It's reflection is blinding.... or was I just blinded by you? |