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hazy dreams.

i cannot help but laugh

as he tries to take an off guard
picture of me while the wind
is pulling my hair to one side of my face.
i look up to see those beautiful
brown eyes that gaze upon me.
he makes me want to write a book,
one full of poetry
and songs
and thoughts of us.
he leans his arm over me
to bring me closer,
kissing my cheek.
i am crazy about you

 




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