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I dream how her morning nakedness overshadows the depth of old plants and how her tears of joy twinkle at the edge of my deluge I forget how in a gray black past my pillow was wet with tears and I kissed it because I could not expect ever to embrace someone like her I honour forever how I found her the pearl  in a sea full of mines and how she quenched my sadness as if it had been hers for many years I cherish how on a late day in June on an ancient brigde in Prague I asked for her hand and how her eyes filled up with the light that keeps me warm I hope she will stay
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Jun 24, 2016
Jun 24, 2016 at 6:21 PM UTC
At The Edge Of My Deluge
I dream how her morning nakedness overshadows the depth of old plants and how her tears of joy twinkle at the edge of my deluge I forget how in a gray black past my pillow was wet with tears and I kissed it because I could not expect ever to embrace someone like her I honour forever how I found her the pearl  in a sea full of mines and how she quenched my sadness as if it had been hers for many years I cherish how on a late day in June on an ancient brigde in Prague I asked for her hand and how her eyes filled up with the light that keeps me warm I hope she will stay
wrote this one just now, two days after I asked my girlfriend to marry me
#love#hope#marriage#light#warmth#morning#plants#bridge#pearl#prague
DimitriHillewaert
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DimitriHillewaert
Jun 24, 2016
Jun 24, 2016 at 6:21 PM UTC
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