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Aug 2015
Indian trails.
Our paths will meet again.
Our love is eternal,
Our paths will never end.
Where tears followed  us to heaven.
A kiss with a promise.
That in our next life,
We'll  find each other again.
Through each life we seek.
When our eyes again will meet.
Our hearts will know.
Our lives as we have known it before.
Will then begin.
Years become years.
And when I looked at you,
It was like da ja vu.
I didn't really know you.
But I  dreamed of you every night.
Somehow I knew you.
The stepping stones I have taken,
Has brought me to you.
All the tears I have shed,
And its been more than a few.
Has left a trail to you.
I need to get you to look at me.
To look into my eyes.
Where these feelings,
For what reasons are unknown.
In the darkness rain poured down upon us.
Lightening struck close by,
As you moved silently out of the shadows like a wolf and moved closer to me.
I wanted to run to you but I was scared,
That you weren't feeling the same way I do.
But I didn't know that all the while,
You knew.
But then I seen that light from your eyes shine with love.
Then I knew,
When you gave me that smile.
Written by
John michalski  Indiana
(Indiana)   
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