The Love of the Season

April 9, 2011
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You watch me with a laugh
I never thought I would love
Like I do right now.

Your skin smells of lime,
Is it silly that I notice?
I don’t hate you now.

I don’t understand,
Why I smile at you gaily,
But you make me blush.

I’m confused by you,
And your strange, funny antiques,
But I do love you.

I wish you knew me,
The way I understand you,
You would love me too.

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Rachelblu said...
May 26, 2011 at 8:35 pm
I love this poem! You are so inspiring. Thank you. :)
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