smile
By jon9uk
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Her features echoed the beauty of her soul,
And I have no words to do her justice.
Save to say,
With every changing shade, and with every weary smile, she lit my life.
She wove gentleness through anger and with understanding lifted frustration.
I would trace my fingers across the whisper of her lips,
And over every feature gaze for comprehension.
And never understand the language of her passion,
The wonder of her soul,
The power of a thousand gentle glances.
I saw her in her words,
The tilt of her head,
The gestures of her hands.
I saw her,
But never saw enough:
Never tired of seeing.
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Don't believe with should be
Give me the beat boys and free my soul! I wanna getta lost in ya rock n' roll and drift away. Drift away...
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Hi jon9uk, I really like
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hi jon9uk, I really think
maisie Guess what? I'm still alive!
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