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Dec 2013
When I look into your eyes
I see the coldness of the night,
and the warmth of the sun
in one place
where they both belong.
When I glance at your lips
I see roses blooming,
and sweet meadows growing
peacefully and softly
for us to love.
ive never been in love but i suppose it must feeling something like this
tessa
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tessa  Canada
(Canada)   
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