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Sep 2013
Quiet pieces of my heart speak
As she starts there, I hear it repeat
Word that float and twist in the wind

Smiling at me, she clears her hair
Lovely girl who sits and stares
On the first fall day at summer's end

Can you hear them? They're calling
Pieces of my heart falling
Into her hand, melting serenely

Frozen inside an instance
Flowing in her mere presence
Eyes as deep blue as the furthest sea

Give a kiss and I will soar
She is all that I love for
Wondrous moments they stay so sweet

Place me here with you evermore
Pieces of my heart at your door
Pieces in your hand, so complete
Nik Bland
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Nik Bland  30/M/Port Charlotte, FL
(30/M/Port Charlotte, FL)   
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