i just saw him
flying past the window
faster than a november breeze
taking all my hopes and
focused thoughts
with him.
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blinded
Poetryshe was blinded by his perfection. he was too blind to realise. ☁ [copyright simile-, two thousand and fourteen] #140 in Poetry | #904 in Romance
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i just saw him
flying past the window
faster than a november breeze
taking all my hopes and
focused thoughts
with him.