The New One - Poem by Jonathan Simms
I like the way your squeezing me,
Running your fingers down my leg and down to my knee.
Each time I look into your eyes
I know my love for you will never die,
On an island somewhere we will be,
A beach of golden-white sand and a deep blue sea.
I know one day that time will come,
Sitting underneath that burning sun.
For now we must grab the dream
All you've got to do is believe,
A long way down that track,
There is no coming back.
So lets hold hands and run for our lives,
We can do it all one million times.
Now as I look over my shoulder,
You should know there is no one prouder.
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