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harmony lurks in the little things.

the smallest little dream, the seed,

that became the flower picked for the truest love

in the hopes of a smile, it will bring.

the wind bows lightly, upon my face

i close my eyes, i am taken away.

memories of a girl, of a love i've never set eyes on before,

whisper to my soul

with melody of ages in wisdom, i know, i feel,

i've been here before.

and She, all wonder glory, and smiles for me

matters of our heart, so dear and sweet,

freeze, in still frames of remembering,

i will always need for cherishing,

in the hush and rush, of life gone by

i commit grace and style to memory,

to give company, to my romantic heart

to hold me standing, when i fall apart,

if ever that be~