Sunday, January 8, 2012

I love the motion of your eyes as you gaze ever so gently at the beauty around you
If only others knew, or even had the slightest clue
To understand the intense passion you feel for living
The need for giving
A desire as sweet as the cheerful smile of a young child
Innocent and free
You run into the wild
Nothing is holding you back
You fear nothing
Yet anticipate everything

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