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undoubtedly our love is from the





past
born and died, noew returned from





the beyond
tbe times and customs may differ





from last
we spoke, but never changing is our






bond
we'd waltz, to tunes reaking of





nostalgia,
love letters, and sentiments of the





heart
twirling in vintage lace and





taffeta
onto canvas screens of oil painted






art
now you'll slide your arm around my





shoulder,
a debonair move stifled with a yawn
and one morning, months away,




you'll murmur
three words, that suddenly, on you,






don.
Through time and sace we have



found each other
I am yours and you are mine,




sweet lover



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LunaWingsFlyAway said...
Sept. 3, 2010 at 12:34 pm:
yayy im the first person to comment....and aww thts really cutee...
 
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