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things one can't forget

things one can’t forget

 

I remember my first sight of you

sitting at a table in the library

 

bright blue eyes sparkling

with excitement and wonder

 

but that was many years ago

when I fell in love with you

at first sight

 

not yet knowing

your name, I knew I would know

it soon

 

and softly brush my

fingers over your lovely eyes

while I snuggled you to sleep

loveblue eyesfirst love

◄ summer of '42 (deja vu almost)

waiting for the first snowflakes ►

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