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Feb 2017
Last night I told you that
maybe someday I'd like to
marry you if that was
ok with you

and then I said sorry
you told me not to apologize,
that the feeling was mutual

Since that moment my feet
have been at least an inch
off the ground,
maybe a foot

You described yourself as

I could imagine light shining
from you, gleaming
glowing like through
the ceiling of a

Maybe one full of ferns
and black eyed susan's
for the colors
In your eyes

I think
If it's ok with you
we could get married there

We could stand between the
rows of flowers and ferns
and the he light would
fall over us like a blanket
and everything would
smell fresh,
and new
and you would be
Mia Lee
Written by
Mia Lee  savannah, ga
(savannah, ga)   
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