The Hardwood Floor Poem by Abby Rose
The Hardwood Floor
The sun on my carmel skin
The wind in my arburn hair
This is not the end
So don't say farewell
Your lips on mine
My hand in yours
we make sweet love
On your hardwood floor
From the day we met
You knew i was yours
So until the end of days
I'll walk through that door
So we can make sweet love
On this hardwood floor.
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