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by Poet on the Piano Apr 9, 2010 category : Love, romance / desired love
I imagine that gleaming city lights, are falling on your curly strands of cinnamon apple hair. Oh, how they flicker then burst forth ...like a microscopic meteor. You somehow can fit into each street corner, I grow jealous because I know you could make a rainy Thursday shine, ...just all in time. You never fail to make me lose each thought, that's tucked away deep inside of my mind growing anxious legs desirous for a run ...I'll chase away your bad dreams. Each night I kiss the slanted moon goodnight, in high hopes that you rest beautifully on the other side. Maybe we'll collide once upon a smiling sky ...I will wait for you.* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Inspired by this amazing song: Hey There Delilah - Plain White T's