• fdpenrose 5w

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    sometimes I think of you like the stars above me

    embodiment to see at a distance
    however, I can't hold nor touch

    Sometimes I think of you like a delicate flower
    Shy and mysterious
    That makes me fall in love deeper

    Your eyes want to speak, but I can't fully understand
    What is it within you?
    man of mystery

    F.D Penrose