Tuesday, March 11, 2014
G.39
You, yours, and ours, the world I come from sees beauty much louder.. That kiss, that hug, them hands together makes living much prouder.. The you and I, his and hers equally empowered.. We seek but of the same, a life change all hours.. Breathtaking, look at you, a love epically gained, no downer.. I trudge, my bad I cave, my dove, I misbehave when I pound, hurt surges relay found nerves that I thirst..
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