One moment, one heartbeat.
One flicker, one sound.
One colour, one sparkle, one gleam of ones eye.
One body, one belly button, one laugh, one cry.
One you.
One me.
Together we could be...One.
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Posted: Saturday, September 17, 2005 Word Count: 34 Summary: This was written on a train when I was thirteen. The first time I questioned Love. |