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Jun 2015
your cool hands beckoned my shaky knees,
take me among the pine trees, please.
driving home through adirondack sunshowers,
i became yours in the fields of mountain flowers.
you loved me through the darkest night,
and you still want me in the mornings light.
me-mow
Written by
me-mow  Denver
(Denver)   
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   MrJaM
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