My love for him
As he walks by
I can see the flicker in his eye
No words could even be spoken
And my love could never be broken
As the wind blows
My love for him grows
Not like growing weeds somewhere off to the side
Nor a child growing in the warmth of her mother's womb
But as our light grows
The time for us slows
This poem is about:
Me
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