Looking

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The hand of one who recons

The breath of one so near.



And I, who enslaves the soul

Can no longer withhold the role

Of one who needs reflection.



So for you and I to find

Our hearts and souls entwined

Let your eyes breath in nirvana.



A smile in the night

And walks through colors so bright

Our hands, held tight, so warm.



Be with me in time

And forever be mine

For two hearts, in love, shall be looking.

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Essence Scott's picture

love this..it has an innocence to it