by Nichole Grzych

Created on: January 20, 2012

Pristine as ornate glass.

Welcome to my touch.

I am still looking at you.

I know you may not think of it that much.

My thoughts do not wonder like they did in the darkness of our past touch.

I do now know I will follow the pristine ornate glass I see through in admiration of the beauty that enhances what I see.

I am still looking.

And all I find is you.

Did you know that when I found you?

I thnk I am still looking for you.

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