She swept me clean, a bundle of joy
her listless laughter, belied her coy
she put me in trance, a magical pause
my dearest alter ego, she once was
Clouding over, my line of sight
I still could see her, frozen tight
Wells of water, fill my eyes
here and now, this dream dies
2 comments:
Touchy :)
Liked it.
Guru
I hope its more touching than touchy! ;-)
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