It Was Love...
It was beautiful Love at first beautiful sight,
until it was quenched with the waters
of a most hesitant fright.
until it was quenched with the waters
of a most hesitant fright.
It Was Love...
Kelseybelle commented on It Was Love...
04-27-2009
Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
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