Monday, August 8, 2011

Poignant Anticipation Comments

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Together with this random crowd, I walked under the summer heat
I heard a bird flapping its wings.. No, it was my overreacting heartbeat
Something caught my attention; it wasn't the sun nor the people falling in line,
It was your eyes; I held your gaze as you held mine.
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Monique Mendoza
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