Could I but draw, I’d sketch you day and night.I’d capture your sweet cheek line as a peach,the…
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He has the same narrow nose and round jaw. Windswept black hair and that mole on one cheek. How is he still this…
On the off chance of meeting you again someday, maybe in a restaurant, sitting…
I stand on the terracegreeting them…the graceful eastern winds
I remember before I was born, someone asked me something somewhere.
I hum a new song on a rainy dayAnd think of our smiles in our younger daysWe hummed a few songs when the sky was grayAnd talked of the life of our…