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Could This Be?


I ponder the thought
How could this be?
He swears that he loves
This person, yes me

It wasn't the smile
Or laugh lines and such
It wasn't small hands
With a delicate touch

It wasn't a body
That he clings to know
It was my heart
That to him, I endowed

So I ask myself
Could this truly be?
For he has fallen in love
With the best part of me

~THE FLOWING PEN~
6-07-04






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