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A kind of love poem I guess. From the female perspective.

Submitted:Dec 28, 2007    Reads: 125    Comments: 3    Likes: 2   

Always chasing shadows

following where you've been

I know your scent by now

I smelled you in a dream

Your name is Mr Right

I am your future bride

The game we play for now

is one where you must hide

When in the real world

our eyes do finally meet

A crossword of happiness

shall ink it self complete

Until that day

I continue to track and trail

If you are reading this

know I shall not fail


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