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A Poem by Michael Hess

 It's the way her hair shines in the moonlight, 

And the way her eyes glisten when she cries.

It's the way she looks at me like I'm the only one she'll ever need,

And the way she makes me feel like I can fly.

© 2009 Michael Hess


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Added on September 28, 2009

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Michael Hess
Michael Hess

Fort Worth, TX



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