Rd
Her beauty haunts my dreams.
I wish she was here so I could
hold her close. I miss that scent
on my pillow. Those blonde
curls and big blue eyes are
glaw droppingly gorgeous. She
always knows how to get me to
dance. She will always be my
happy story to tell even if its
just a short poem. I'm most
likely making more out of it then
it may be. I can't fight this
feeling I want no other to
spend my life with. I've only
felt this once in my lifetime.
Who knows she might let me
be her only? I would be able to
die a happy man if she would
be mine.
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