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Jul 2013
They say I’m a hopeless romantic and I tend
To think it’s true, but in this world
What else can I do.
So much bitterness, so much despair
And no one with which to share.

But who wants to share all the negativity
There’s enough around without it affecting you and me.

She had captured my heart before I had time to think
She flashed me her smile, and gave me a wink.
Her laughter like a child on their first birthday
Looking at the presents, and not knowing what to say.

A beauty so rare, and so refined, like a vision in my mind.
She opened up the flood gates which I never knew I had.
And after seeing her, I am more than glad.
all the dreams, the wants, the desires
Turned me around and set me on fire.

She is the hunter, and I was the prey
And my poor humble heart she did slay.

Unlike most hunters she picked up my
Heart, ever so gently and with care
For she knew we would be the perfect pair.

She took my heart and placed it in her chest
For she knew that this was best.
Our two hearts joined together and has
Now become one, and here I will stay
Until I’m done.

louis rams :
louis rams
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louis rams  florida
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