10-02-2011, 07:37 PM
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Last Online: 02-05-2012 06:28 PM
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Thinking of you!
Listen closely to your heart, for there is much it holds.
Every thought and every deed, is in it while it molds.
With this in mind who would I find amid whatever's formed
I'd think of you my Dear One, for you my heart was warmed
I smile when thinking of you, my heart, it quickens too.
It wonders if I remember how we met anew.
So young and handsome you were, and I was pretty too.
What a special couple we made, me and handsome you.
This heart of mine it holds so much, things I could not tell.
Kisses that we stole, leaving lispstick on your lapel
The moments that I would cry although not knowing why.
When often asked why dates were late we could not justify
I'll always listen closely to what my heart does hold.
What I cannot remember my heart will surely mold.
And when my time is over, my life will be all formed.
A love story there will be, and readers hearts well warmed.
My Dearest One, Thinking of you, Warms My very Soul.
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