A second chance to begin my life again 
                              You were there when I was not looking to have my heart opened
                              A new beginning when I looked into blue eyes
                              My heart beat properly for the first time when you said my name
                              Within a few minutes I knew that you would be all I wanted
                              My life began when you said my name
                              I breathed in new air when I felt your lips against mine
                              Blue eyes lost into a pool of blue
                              A smile so innocent, so full of emotion so full of life
                              Yellow roses in a vase lightening a darkened room
                              Hand in hand, arm in arm dancing under the stars
                              Belonging together completing one another
                              A perfect beginning with no end
                              An ending with no beginning
                              You see me for who I am and do not run
                              My best friend my love my forever in a second of knowing one another
                              Here when I need you even if I am unaware that I do
                              You hold me and let me fight away the demons
                              You calm me when it feels like my world is falling in
                              A hand in mine reassuring me that I am worth more than I believe I can be
                              My past, my present and my future
                              My blue eyes with yellow roses in your hands. 
                                      
                                          
                                   
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Stardust Lost In Fallen Dreams
Poetry'Even when poetry has a meaning, as it usually has, it may be inadvisable to draw it out... Perfect understanding will sometimes almost extinguish pleasure.' A.E Housman I've written poetry for as long as I can remember... My style varies, from dar...
 
                                               
                                                  