Chad . J. Wagoner

44 yrs . Old , on my parents front porch . In love with the dream and prayer that she is out there with a pure heart lit like a torch .






I can't remember your eyes , the only thing that's between us is this stained glass . How long has it been since you've heard yourself laugh . Do you remember that one time we danced , like rain that falls , your beauty reminds me of one more chance . As I sit here and write of deep feelings for you . My body moves like notes written in a song just for you . It's the sound of the moment as together we take our first step .This is the dance of FOREVER MIND , as same as the day we first met .

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