sillysall
me, a loss for words?
the fountain, the stream, the flowing chatter
always babbling across my lips,
stopped, paused, frozen in sheer delight
to observe, to soak in
her presence.
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me, a loss for words?
the fountain, the stream, the flowing chatter
always babbling across my lips,
stopped, paused, frozen in sheer delight
to observe, to soak in
her presence.
-
Posted by norcalcyclingnews.com at 11/21/2005
3 comments:
Now I really know what you mean by the babbling brook. Yes, hard to believe the loss of words.
I love you
my life just got better. and you know how good it was just a few minutes ago.
i love you.
i love you more than words will ever dream description.
you know how deep in me you are.
it gives me strength,
knowing you see how much i love you.
m
you
give me strength
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