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Way I feel for you
Purple in rare mountain sky
Peak of lilacs bloom
 May 2016 A Alexander
Lark Train
There are 1.5 million of them.
Words, that is, in English.

Only three matter:
I is a pronoun.
Love, a verb.
And you is more important
Than all the rest.

One for every five-hundred-thousand,
But you is one in a trillion.
 May 2016 A Alexander
timothy
You will never know what true freedom is,
Till you have been caged by your own consciousness.
Freedom is precious. Don't let it go.
Do you remember
when we first met,  when we first shared a look?
But not just any look..
the look where you glance at some one for the first time
and realize there's something more there.

The way you can't look away,
like there is a connection there...
that you didn't know could exist
-
But it does

now.

Now every time,
we share our presence ..
I can't help but look at you when you're not looking.
There is something deeper there
something you're not telling us,
something you're not telling me..

You try to hide it behind a mask of funny and sarcastic comments,
which I can see right through.

And then when you catch me looking at you..
I don't look away.
Simply because I want you to know I'm here
I'm present.
Share your darkest and deepest thoughts with me.

I want it
- I want it all -

Infatuation is a funny thing,
its short lived, so they say
but weather it's for
10 minutes
or
10 years
I want to share this moment with you.
With just you..

Because little time spent opening up with you
is better than

no time at all
Martyna Maselsky, MM
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