May 11, 2009
By , Rochester, MN
moonlight creeps through
stained glass windows
glistening stars
a sweet melody
red roses fill the air
a stanger
everything vanishes
his beautiful green eyes
his wavy brown hair
his kind smile
my burning cheeks
my shaking hands
he shyly asks
I curtsy
he bows
hand in hand,
we dance

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