Face to face
they stand below
the legendary
mistletoe
looking in
eachothers eyes
barely breathing
all sound dies
then it happens
they kiss at last
both forgetting
thier sad past
now its happiness
instead of woe
all because of
mistletoe
i know this one kind of sucks, but i was faced with the topic of mistletoe (obviously), and came up with this.
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tottaly, one of the best poems ive read


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thanks.

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