I Love You

September 7, 2010
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When the breeze blows, it bellows through the billowing trees.
Shaking and stirring leaves and shrubs simultaneously.
The sun beams brightly before your still body.
Bathing you in it's incandescent glow.
Your eyes gaze uncontrollably, growing golden in the light.
I love you, love living with you in my life.

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