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. I write the words - across in lines, Describing... how I feel, what I hear and what I see, All that to... my heart does bind, Of the sights, the colours - then sounds... and especially of thee. The words - I scribe... in my hand... They are... sometimes many and sometimes few, But there is not enough - perfect words - to be written... That can ever - truly scribe - the uniqueness of you. When I write - I have no doubt... the ink will surely fade, For the words - I have wrote… are sure to never stay, Yet as I said - of all the words... that I could ever write, The most beautiful ones - of them all… are left blank in white. For the best words - that I share... which you my love can’t see, Are all the words - that are found... in the space between, Though that space - between each word... is so white and small, It is in that space - my dear love… the words speak most of all. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I regret That I still think about you Libby Marinilli, your too beautiful and captivating to forget.
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Jul 11, 2016
Jul 11, 2016 at 8:22 PM UTC
The White Space Between (For Libby Marinilli)
. I write the words - across in lines, Describing... how I feel, what I hear and what I see, All that to... my heart does bind, Of the sights, the colours - then sounds... and especially of thee. The words - I scribe... in my hand... They are... sometimes many and sometimes few, But there is not enough - perfect words - to be written... That can ever - truly scribe - the uniqueness of you. When I write - I have no doubt... the ink will surely fade, For the words - I have wrote… are sure to never stay, Yet as I said - of all the words... that I could ever write, The most beautiful ones - of them all… are left blank in white. For the best words - that I share... which you my love can’t see, Are all the words - that are found... in the space between, Though that space - between each word... is so white and small, It is in that space - my dear love… the words speak most of all. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I regret That I still think about you Libby Marinilli, your too beautiful and captivating to forget.
Love makes us all see beauty in others that only we can see.
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joseph-d-r-h-palmateer
Sudbury
Jul 11, 2016
Jul 11, 2016 at 8:22 PM UTC
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