I loved you like a little girl loves her first ice cream cone.
Licking the icy sweetness.
Tongue becoming numb from the cold.
Not understanding how anything could be so delicious.
The taste of happiness.
I loved you like a little girl loves her first bike ride.
Time standing still.
The world passing by in blurs of color.
Heart beating fast in excitement.
The wind of happiness.
I loved you like a little girl loves her first doll.
Brushing the beautiful hair.
Cooings of wonderment and joy.
Holding it in close arms.
The heart full of happiness.
I loved you with my heart.
My soul.
My mind.
My body.
With the trust and care of a little girl.
But every little girl must grow up.
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The above is an original poem written by me. I'm not quite happy with it so I may edit it later. I fashioned it after my favorite poet, Dorothy Parker, though it's crap and Dorothy's work is amazing. If you are not familiar with her work, look up the poem "A Certain Lady" (my favorite by Parker) and you will see what I mean about what a genius she was.
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