Waiting

April 12, 2010
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I am in love
with your blonde hair
that droops by your neck, a dove
could hide in there,
never be seen,
but I would still notice
your smallest alteration,
your sent like a lotus--
fills me with wonder,
like a star on a dreary night--
what surprises do you bring in asunder
to my poignant delight?
Nothing to do but dream,
I have my own regime.





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