Dearest Haley,
It was almost winter.
except we felt the warmth of one another,
in our minds.
we became the sun we were searching for.
we discovered one another.
in an abandon place.
in an empty place,
we emptied our souls
for mere sight of what really mattered.
our wishes and laughter
left in the wind with the milk weed
11/2/2014
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