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Apr 2018

I saw my reflection, confused

I recognized me in your eyes

and my smile on your lips, strange

how it flooded my muse

while my blood rushed your veins

and my heartbeats your heart

resonated in reprise-

And your words like Spring rains

soaked my dreams from the start

as you molded my longing

and I breathe all your wants-

β€œWhen I draw I don't capture your likeness. I capture your soul.”
― Anthony T. Hincks
Written by
Hector  M/Florida, USA
(M/Florida, USA)   
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