Saturday, October 29, 2016

Meets like Spike



Meeting at first sight
Makes me wonder
Makes my mind think,
Second meeting opens light
Fill my heart with tender
A letter forms without ink.


I suddenly want to know
Everything about you entirely
Everything you want and like,
The one who stops the snow
That warms my heart so admirably
Meeting you is like an unexpected spike.


<3 <3 <3


Jr.


<3 <3 <3


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