I looked into your eyes, and saw...the sweetest heart, I've ever known...one radiant smile, you handed me, and you were gone...one glimpse...one gift, of promissory note; a signal sent...to vessels, passing in the night, and yet...if wise, I know; this dream's stillborn, by right...but let us see...for God, alone, lays lovers side by side.
Written By Bruce James Clyde 2016, Deming, New Mexico
Photo Credit: Little Lovers, by Pratikr
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