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Jul 2012
It was you, hidden beneath the ****,
and it was me searching
in every wrong place for too long
I believed that feelings like these would have been,
just impossible to find and to share with another, seemed
like a beautiful story of my dreams, no reality to find
A rarity like a snowflake in a sandbox, in the beginning of July
four days in, I can feel that look in your eyes
the same gorgeous gaze that hooked me
that one evening we ate dinner
for the very first time


And who am I, just a girl
who has stumbled into the perfect man
with perfect quirks and
a passion thatΒ Β could light up the world
and a kindness that I could return forever
my love is above what we see and
you, are your own individual universe
and that energy inspires me
to be me
my own universe too
so comfortably entangled with you
Allison Knowles
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