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Feb 2015
Ever since I saw you from afar
and saw your eyes shining like a star,
each one a perfect little ellipse,
I've been dreaming of your lips.
So come on princess, come take my hand
and in this dying light we'll stand
alone together, our fingers entwined
the thought you, dancing on my mind.
My beautiful princess, with lips so sweet
because of you my heart beats fleet,
and when you leave, I will miss you
until this distance we eschew.
The Last Wordsmith
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The Last Wordsmith  New Zealand
(New Zealand)   
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   Nicola Hardy, Poetic T and ---
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