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Alonzo Pizarro Feb 2013
As we crossed
The busiest of streets,
You leaned close to me;
And through the blaring horns of
the morning traffic whispered
sweet truths.

I smiled.
Alonzo Pizarro Feb 2013
I'll give to you
what little dreams I have.

Maybe then
they'll seem a bit grander.
Alonzo Pizarro Feb 2013
but your smile is a fence
and I know it would hurt
                            
                                       That is not what stops me

— The End —