I like to go to the exhibition with you
I like seeing your lovely silhouette
Your pretty eyes
I like walking side by side with you
Holding hands
When you leave
I stand there
Counting the days
When your descent face
Will appear back.
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Author:
amethyste (
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Comments2
A sense of being attracted to beauty and awaiting it to reappear. Well done
Thank you.
You are most welcome
Beautiful
Thank you.
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