Last Looks

Last Looks

A Poem by Samantha.

The way he looked at me was like a mist in the middle of summer
It was smooth and subtle
His half smile whispered,"this is our story"
In my heart I knew this was just a moment
A simple happening in a grand scheme
But I hung on his every word
His every look I archived in my mind

© 2014 Samantha.


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Added on March 30, 2014
Last Updated on March 30, 2014

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Samantha.
Samantha.

Wasilla, AK



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Sarcastic. Funny. Nerdy. God. Music. Kids. Talking. Movies. Good hangs. Clean fun. Adventures. Books. Tumblr. Sleeping in. Late nights. Stuffed animals. Making up words. Weird noises. Koalas. Pictures.. more..