Tuesday, July 3, 2018

When I first heard you sing and play,
I knew you were special.
When we first took that walk around town,
talking about music and spirituality,
I knew I would know you forever.
When we biked that night
Into the arb and under the moon,
I knew that I would love you.
And it was apparent following,
with you visiting in my dreams,
or thinking I wanted to see you,
and there you appeared.


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