Our love like a sunset was short-lived but complete.
LEON MARSHTrees have heard the echoes mountains have cried in despair all alone.
More Leon Marsh Quotes
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Your smile is an art no one should ever get hold of.
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It is a lonely thing to do to stare at the stars and see poetry.
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Most of the things he did were naive but he read books and he sure loved her right.
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We can always walk with them in the rain instead of just lending an umbrella.
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Happiness is to just read some good books and someone to share them with.
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It’s in the wilderness where the most rooted trees grow.
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You have always been this beautiful long before they came and noticed.
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Love looks good on you never let them make you feel otherwise.
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Love them while you can with a smile and slurping wine.
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Just look at the sun who leaves with a smile so his love could shine.
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To see her smile is to look at all the flowers of the world blossoming at once.
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Trees have heard the echoes mountains have cried in despair all alone.
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She belongs to the sky for how her eyes sparkle like the stars reside in them.
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You got to love them but not as much as you ought to love yourself.
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A snowy night with fine wine and an old dusty book, a perfect place to be once in a while.
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Your hair on my skin feels like gentle brushstrokes of a wind.
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Home is you, me and, the road with books for life.
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Your arms are my safe place like a tree for a bird in the rain.
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Her smile is sunshine on a loud winter afternoon.
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I strongly feel cure of any heartbreak is good coffee and bookstore reading.
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It snows like the sky wants to burst for once to meet his earth.
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She smells of thousands of sunsets and wines with a foreseeable goodbye.
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You are wine I could do without but don’t know how to.
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She is the sound of the rain kissing a river with all the colors of the spring.
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Just admire her heart you don’t have to necessarily understand it.
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You remind me of a poem I always wanted to write but never had the words to do so.
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