Jun 192008
You are a fresh breath
The solid ground beneath my next step
The change in itinerary that I gladly accept
The precepts behind happiness in its purest form
Your delight is foreign,
Too many
But my language of origin
La nuit, je reve de vous
And I pray to God at night you dream of me too
You are a sunny day
A cool breeze
The intriguing word play in every line I read
You are everything I need
You are everything to me…
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