So tenuously found A gentle understanding of ours, Still left spell bound The earliest of flowers; Starting from scratch Individuals so far apart, Such an unlikely match Broken from the start. Two years that wouldn’t rhyme And thoughts that I tried not to hide, Looking back on our time I feel a piece of me has died; Independently together A sparkle mirrored in our eyes, Talking about the weather And trying not to say goodbyes. 454 2/11/96
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