You told me that you stink,

I thought you looked beautiful

And could not wait to tell you.

My mind was on the blink,

As if it were dutiful

To hug you, too.

Your eyes melt me

As your smile enchants

Me each time we meet.

I feel so very free

I could simply dance

With you, my sweet.

03/29/2007

Author's Note: To beginnings...

Posted on 03/29/2007
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