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When Love finds me
I won’t be looking for He
He will be like none before
He will Love me more
It will be
Like an awakening
From an
unrequited dream
Never tiring of me
Lighting up
every time
He sees my being
like a love sick Christmas tree
O the beauty
of being the object
of such affection…
When Love finds me…

Ann M. Kelton

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