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Love Season

  • wonder heart
  • May 21, 2017
  • 1 min read

The music tells his voice

And the tune echoes the song from his heart

She feels the touch

Travelling down her body

Trembling with joy

The wind is whispering his thoughts

She listens and can't decide to believe or doubt

Birds carries his message, singing around

She suddenly has an idea flying by

a bit too absurd

She cannot help laughing out aloud

Was she ever "his bride"

or bride to be

No matter what it was

At this moment

She is happy and content

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