Christy

words I can't speak aloud
2002-10-12 04:14:23 (UTC)

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Through time love can blossom
like a beautiful flower.
Opening ever so slowly,
allowing it's beauty to be seen by all,
and the allure of its fragrance
enchants all that surrounds it.
It's uniquness and vivid colors
surround its center,
the very essance of where it blossoms from,
the source of who it is.




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