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Jul 2018
the look you gave me
when we first met
it was like you
knew me more
than anyone I've
ever known.
you looked at me
you looked at my soul,
not my face,
not my body,
not my beauty.
you looked at me
& who I am
deep inside.
you understood me
from the minute our eyes
collided
my presence was all you wanted
you ached for me
i set my heart on you
aeonian
or eΒ·oΒ·niΒ·an
[ee-oh-nee-uh n]
adjective
eternal; everlasting.
bri
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bri  23/F
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