Wednesday, January 22, 2014

Mountains

She laughs and I trust,
She smiles and ties
Her hands around my heart,
She laughs and lays
Her eyes into mine,
My mountains laid to dust.



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1 comment:

  1. WordsPoeticallyWorthJanuary 23, 2014 at 6:22 AM

    A nice poem. I liked the last verse!

    Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

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