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Aug 2015
I want to write your name,
in the cliffs,
so when ships drive by,
they know I'm telling you this.

Sketch your face,
upon the path,
perfect jaw,
in scraggy grass.

paint your lips,
with the leaves,
as the tumble down,
kiss my cheek.

encapsulate your eyes,
in the drops of the fish pond,
when I fall in-
love we will bond.

Your heart freezes it over,
even snowflakes split,
water turns to splinters,
hard empty pit.

your initials have eroded,
your features worn with time,
the world seems to take,
all that should be mine.
Lydia Victoria Kate
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Lydia Victoria Kate  20/F/Cornwall
(20/F/Cornwall)   
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