a short poem
Looking into the eyes, of a large summer moon,
All i can think of is the one person that dragged me from despair.
This person is special to all but none more then to i,
And from their kind words, they leave me thinking day after day.
Love is one and that person has become part of my heart.
The gap that was left is filled with the kindness of that one person.
and as i look, into their eyes, i am lost in a never ending spiral,
hoping...wishing, that it will never end.
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