There is a moment that lasts forever.
When I'm lost in the depths of your eyes.
Too perfect to be real, but it is.
And if it were a dream, I would beg to sleep forever.
My heart is in your hands,
It beats for you.
My arms are open,
Stay in them forever.
You are the beholder.
Beauty is in your eye,
And the eye of the beholder is beautiful.
That's why I get lost in yours.
I remember when I discovered love in their depths.
As I was wading in the low water,
Waiting at Low Water,
For your gaze to meet mine.
Wading and waiting for the moment to end,
Hoping that it never would.
With the thought lingering in my mind,
"If this is real, let this moment last forever.
And if it's a dream,
Don't bother to wake me... "















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I really liked this poem.
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~Saerah
. . . I am the slowest apple picker in all the land.
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-Proxy Blue
Cool... Blue... Connected
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"Perhaps all the dragons in our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us act, just once, with beauty and courage. Perhaps everything that frightens us is, in its deepest essence, something
helpless that wants our love."
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~Saerah
. . . I am the slowest apple picker in all the land.
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~Saerah
. . . I am the slowest apple picker in all the land.
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~Saerah
. . . I am the slowest apple picker in all the land.
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If you can't dazzle them with wit, riddle them with bullets.
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