Like sweet vagueness
of half forgotten early morning dream
Like sparkling charm
of a careless youthful stream
Like in a crowded strange land
comfort of holding a familiar hand
Like the liberating smell of early summer rain
or on a sad noon, soothing sound of a distant strain
Like a heart can feel all that
and much more, at a slight
sure love can happen
and has happened at first sight
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
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