You stumbled across me in a beautiful way;
Like a gliding bee, trying to find its delicate flower:
Unexpected, but perfectly timed.
Now, I will never have to search.
Search for the sometimes never ending path of love.
Because you found the love in me,
and I found it in you too.
Jan 20, 2013
Jan 20, 2013 at 2:52 PM UTC
You stumbled across me in a beautiful way;
Like a gliding bee, trying to find its delicate flower:
Unexpected, but perfectly timed.
Now, I will never have to search.
Search for the sometimes never ending path of love.
Because you found the love in me,
and I found it in you too.
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