What started with phone calls and letters has developed into something more.
A dance and a summer vacation has left me infatuacted with your mind and body.
The spot where you took me has been a part of my every day thoughts. I haven't seen you for awhile now and I haven't forgotten you, the way I felt whey your lips touched mine leaving me breathless never wanting us to part. The day I dreaded the most came and the phrase all good things must come to an end seem to follow. I hid the sadness when I saw your car pull in my yard. Now the phone calls have continued and the letters so many have been sent hoping we can develop something more
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem