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Thursday, April 21, 2011

THE FINAL GLANCE

Standing tall upon this mountain
quenched by a beauteous thirst
you complete the mystery
bound by life's sacred secrets
always at ease you relax and calm
my intentions down accompanied by a soft touch you embrace me

slow breathes a cool breeze
you make me want more of you
drowned by sweetness
you flood my emotions like a crystalline fountain glittering like your eyes
smile for me as i take this picture of you

you laugh like your pretty eyes and speak like your soft skin and stare like your exquisite lips
i look at perfection just like a magnificent painting as i smile at you one more time..

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