the hues of my imagination run ahead of me
chasing my dreams as reality lags behind
the ephemeral beauty of youth dances lively
but the ineffable grace of love is demure
the incipient infatuation progresses wildly
the flames too brilliant to ignore
Apr 7, 2011
Apr 7, 2011 at 8:14 AM UTC
the hues of my imagination run ahead of me
chasing my dreams as reality lags behind
the ephemeral beauty of youth dances lively
but the ineffable grace of love is demure
the incipient infatuation progresses wildly
the flames too brilliant to ignore
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