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I rode the road of his memories Through long-racked hours Many days into the dust-covered place of our forgotten years. When he first came Into my life, I recall, something drenched, the blasted impact of a talkative rainfall out there... I wasn't  as much concerned. That wasn't really my style! When i first met him, He was not so taller than I am. Just 6ft tall! but over time, The freely flying apparition of a man cut-loosed from the dictating whims of his casual edges, he's  grown so tall towering higher entwined about me like a climbing plant - Cobaea scandens!! Honestly I never liked him at first glance He had this nasty smile about him That irresistible charm of a thousand waterfalls falling pure from a heart full of love which I still find difficult to resist every time (he smiles) Everything else seems to sink in a pool of waters and I forget who I am. In your eyes I have seen life and I have witnessed death. The death that I must die if i do not love you. The life that I never had without you!
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Nov 15, 2019
Nov 15, 2019 at 1:27 PM UTC
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I rode the road of his memories Through long-racked hours Many days into the dust-covered place of our forgotten years. When he first came Into my life, I recall, something drenched, the blasted impact of a talkative rainfall out there... I wasn't  as much concerned. That wasn't really my style! When i first met him, He was not so taller than I am. Just 6ft tall! but over time, The freely flying apparition of a man cut-loosed from the dictating whims of his casual edges, he's  grown so tall towering higher entwined about me like a climbing plant - Cobaea scandens!! Honestly I never liked him at first glance He had this nasty smile about him That irresistible charm of a thousand waterfalls falling pure from a heart full of love which I still find difficult to resist every time (he smiles) Everything else seems to sink in a pool of waters and I forget who I am. In your eyes I have seen life and I have witnessed death. The death that I must die if i do not love you. The life that I never had without you!
For Molly with love.
godfrey-amromare
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Nov 15, 2019
Nov 15, 2019 at 1:27 PM UTC
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