Monday, January 27, 2014

Precious

Another useless one.


Forever it seems,
That I know you.
But just a few months.
Your thoughts are mine,
My words are yours.
Completing you,
Not changing you
Is my wish.
Feels dreamlike, unreal,
A day passes by,
The bond grows stronger.
To be your precious,
Is my longing.

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