sonnet 2-10-08
staring through your eyes
a meadow can be seen
a glimmer in your heart
the grass and trees are green
breathing slowly calms
as you take my breath away
a smile, no surprise
i remember everything that day
we are never apart,
but always in a dream,
as morning now comes
the truth can be seen.
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