his eyes saw right through me,
a tender microscope
his heart echoed time,
a soulful jazz that enveloped
and his strong arms around me
felt like hope
so I held on tight,
and never let go
-image via Tumblr, source unknown; older poem slightly revised
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Just beautiful!
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Thank you so much, Vanessa! π
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Either is fine by me, Sis!
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