part one
ARRIVAL
knocking on my fancy door
stood there you,my love
holding a company of arms
a flower almost falling off your hand
deep brown black eyes staring back
a eve of a smile dangling your lips
(wish you knew)
your arrival changed so many parts
of me.
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YOU ARE READING
the end of beginnings
Poetry"HONEY? honey? " "IT'S OUR BEGINNING! end of beginning. " sometimes all we ever want is a end and not a beginning. (stages of love said in poetry)
