starts to fall
and it looks a bit like snow
but these are identical
and warm
The sun shines in my face
I close my eyes
and my lips form a smile
I feel a breeze
and look at you
Your hair is golden in the sun
and your cheeks rosy
You smile
a smile I love
a smile for me
Blossoms from the apple tree
fall and fly in the air
get stuck in your red hair
We catch them for each other
the greatest gift of all
[2012-05-14]
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