One Last Glance

If I should die too soon, think only this of me
Her face is fair and smooth like feathers
Your body's motion is like the music of many
I stood and listened

I took the time to reflect
She was everything to me
I had finally understood
Rose and amber was the sunset over the river



Poetry by Coolaaron88
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Written on 2006-08-21 at 19:17

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