March 13, 2010
By , Bronx, NY
Entire oceans in your eyes
Send a shivver down my spine
Tossled black silk upon your head

Ink pen blotches
Dried and dead
Note pad pages
To your dedication

I know you
Or do I?

I see your face,
Or is it truly yours?
I know your name,
Or is it your own?

I want to think it isn't true
But the truth is I don't know you
I think I love you,
But you're still anonymous

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