Our Stare Poem by John Henry Gillin
Our Stare
When I stare, I stare at you
you know this to be true
I dream and wish only for you.
A princess, my muse, my wish
A friend to listen;
A friend to kiss.
I tell you this so you know
I do this because I care.
Whilst its hard to admit
you love me - I love you
once you read this
please send me a kiss.
I only ask as you know
I love to kiss
your my sugar - my soft touch.
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