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by: Gwendolyn Kraehenfuss
When I consider everything that grows
It's like a photograph for that moment,
A moment we share, a moment that shows,
Our love is like one beautiful movement.
When we speak our words become lullabies
When we laugh, creatures dance in the night sky,
We prance in gardens like two butterflies
Our love is like a figment, you'll want to cry.
It is like walking moon-lit night
My heart stops for the moment as time ticks,
It feels like you are soaring out of sight
Our love is so beautiful, it justs clicks.
In the end, our love is one lovely sound,
It grows within; you'll never touch the ground.
(a sonnet i wrote for class)