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A Dime Store Romance

A Dime Store Romance

How could this be, it just doesn't happen
Feels like a dime store romance
Something contrived with a short snappy title
Too perfect to happen by chance

But real love it is, make no mistake
As real as the gleam in our eye
When we see a stranger who turns our head
Can't stop staring as hard as we try

It's best not to question it, this magical time
Remains with us the whole of our life
If you recognize the signs jump at the chance
It doesn't usually happen twice

A special moment, when the world stands still
It can last a lifetime or more
Nothing can change it, heaven nor hell
A feeling that can't be ignored

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Stephanie Iyavu

Hi your poem has a great meaning, true love does exist, it is important to recognise the signs. We are all incomplete without our other half(soulmate), it is a match made in heaven.

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Jack Ellison

Stephanie my dear friend, seems like you also know the workings of love! There's no greater feeling! Thanks... ((hugs)) and much love, Jack xoxox

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Jack Ellison

Don't know if I can much more of this... wanna go out, run down the street yelling, "Georgie Girl said I was a lovely man!!!!" LOL Hugs and kisses and mucho love... Santa xoxox

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