I haven't met you yet
but your eyes were so dark, and wild
your thoughts were sparked with fire...
like those of a mystery held inside a child
you uttered something about Kepler
or Shakespeare, perhaps...
I watched your soft lips moving
and, I knew I was in love
that we...
were in love.
Jul 18, 2014
Jul 18, 2014 at 1:54 AM UTC
I haven't met you yet
but your eyes were so dark, and wild
your thoughts were sparked with fire...
like those of a mystery held inside a child
you uttered something about Kepler
or Shakespeare, perhaps...
I watched your soft lips moving
and, I knew I was in love
that we...
were in love.
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