You make me feel things that I thought were lost,
that I thought I had buried and left.
caring about someone,
like this -
I thought I had forgotten.
Thank you,
for bringing a happiness
I didn't think could return -
I repeat myself, and say the same thing over and over again.
The first fallen leaf of autumn,
sunlight through Aspen trees,
The first blossom to open in spring,
a line of perfectly written poetry -
You are beautiful
in every way.
Friday, December 3, 2010
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