From the mind of the Post Modern Pirate
12.23.2008
Dawn Broke...
A Rose-colored Rain
over distant hills.
We kissed for about
the thousandth time,
No promises,
no demands,
Just solid rebuilding
of shattered trust.
Then I said it.
She said it too.
I Love You
And everything
that went before
meant nothing.
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