Thursday, June 11, 2009

Kisses... Comments

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Must be the sound she makes.. as she wakes up next to me.. kisses on her forehead.. she holds me tight.
I cook her a little breakfast, she kisses me wraps her arms around me.. kissing my neck, just to let me know I'm the man in her life..
she rather be here, than anywhere else.. she looks in my eyes.. feeling I get.. my knees start to bend, my heart mends..
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Dislocated Heart
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Justina Haner 01 March 2010

aww see i told u ur poems r cute........very romantic

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Linda Ori 11 June 2009

Oh, if we could only guess! Light and romantic musing on matters of the heart. When one door closes, another waits to be opened, and it appears you've found it. Well done! Linda : -)

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