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 Nov 2012 Jaelin Rose
L Smida
There are certain things
That attract my attention
Here I will tell you
But first I have to mention

That I like girls
And that I find them attractive
The more they're sporty
And the more they're active

With a slim curvy waist
And super nice thighs
The ones who're blonde
With the bright blue eyes

It's important to me
How you deliver your hugs
Cute punk rocker
With big *** plugs

Body like a canvas
Covered in ink
Falling more for you
With each and every blink

Sunglasses bigger
Than your tiny face
Underwear lined
With thin white lace

Piercings here
And piercings there
Short shorts
That you love to wear

A girl's playful aggression
Is totally enough
You might be able to tell
That I like it rough

If you bite my neck
And hold me down
Leave a bruise
And go to town

You'll have my heart
As easy as that sounds
But a good attitude
Is really what astounds

My favorite thing ever
Is when you sit on my lap
So I can wrap my arms around you
And keep you in my trap

I wonder why
It's so hard to find
A cute girl
With a chill mind
You
I love you,
Not the I wanna date you love,
but the you're my best friend love

I love your hair,
It is short, and soft, and brown
I love to run my fingers through it,
And feel it move through as smooth as silk

I love your eyes,
Their deep brown,
Like pools of chocolate
They melt me through and through every time you look at me

I love your body,
I love the way that when I hug you,
My arms fit around your waist
And my head rests on your chest
Like it was ment to be there
I love how soft you face is,
How smooth it feels
When I run my hand along it

I love your personality,
To others you appear quiet,
But I know that under that mask,
You are talkative,
And bubbly,
And funny.

I love you,
You are my best friend
 Nov 2012 Jaelin Rose
Sal Gelles
you walked in
then walked out
turned yourself around
and wondered
what to think about.

then thought again
about what to say
as you turned back around
decided to go home
and just walked away.

left me here standing
with my hand in my jeans
pulling at the loose strings
hanging in my pocket
and what this all means.

now i've got the idea
that you're unsure yourself
about what it is we're doing
where we'll end up
and if we'll need any help
deciding what this love is.

— The End —