I think of you
as you often think of me
with longing and desire
and with hope and faith
that our paths will soon be as one
I think of you often
with more than passion;
with pure raw emotion
more deeply rooted than the shady
pecan tree embedded
in the back of my yard
I think of your smile;
soft and subtle
always rare and unexpected
always for me
because of me
and the way you make me laugh
I think of you
as you often think of me
and remember all the reasons
I fell in love with love
Sep 29, 2013
Sep 29, 2013 at 11:45 AM UTC
I think of you
as you often think of me
with longing and desire
and with hope and faith
that our paths will soon be as one
I think of you often
with more than passion;
with pure raw emotion
more deeply rooted than the shady
pecan tree embedded
in the back of my yard
I think of your smile;
soft and subtle
always rare and unexpected
always for me
because of me
and the way you make me laugh
I think of you
as you often think of me
and remember all the reasons
I fell in love with love
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