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Oct 2010
“Slow, slow, quick step.
Slow, slow, quick step.
That’s it just keep repeating that!”
He’s nervous. It's cute.
He’s doing well.
Those eyes they speak volumes.
A ring of beautiful blue surrounds
The perfect black circles that are
The windows to his soul
I long for the moment our eyes meet again
Maybe he will see.
With every step I get a little closer.
To falling, tripping, stumbling.
For the most amazing
Creature to walk into my life
“Slow, slow, quick step.
Slow, slow, quick step.”
Falling in love.
Written by
Anna Thorpe
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