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It's 3 am and no sign of her flight I have waited for countless hours. If my love doesn't come tonight, I'll be stuck here with these flowers. I sat and waited in anticipation Of caressing my beautiful package. I could feel the mounting frustration. Tonight,no lips,satin and cleavage. Every minute,every second I waited, My heartbeat played a very new note. Like when music and poetry debated, I felt love and symphony to my core. Hours went by,no sign of the flight. I squinted,tilted and let out some air There wasn't a lone female in sight. At home ,I found a lady with long hair. IB-Poetry© 17/12/2018
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Dec 19, 2018
Dec 19, 2018 at 1:22 AM UTC
Delayed package
It's 3 am and no sign of her flight I have waited for countless hours. If my love doesn't come tonight, I'll be stuck here with these flowers. I sat and waited in anticipation Of caressing my beautiful package. I could feel the mounting frustration. Tonight,no lips,satin and cleavage. Every minute,every second I waited, My heartbeat played a very new note. Like when music and poetry debated, I felt love and symphony to my core. Hours went by,no sign of the flight. I squinted,tilted and let out some air There wasn't a lone female in sight. At home ,I found a lady with long hair. IB-Poetry© 17/12/2018
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Dec 19, 2018
Dec 19, 2018 at 1:22 AM UTC
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