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Now when I think of myself She pops into my mind Because without her there is no me. So believe me when I say That I long for the day When her skin kisses mine And the light within me finally shines. Or the moment when I look into her eyes And she looks in minds. Then, suddenly, tranquillity takes me. She grabs the bull by its horn. Making it show its true form Just a masquerade from fear of shame. You see this bull is a calf. Needing affection and guidance. Just time spent with him Until he has learned to walk. She nurtures my love So when things tough I'll be able to run. Yes, she puts me on a pedestal Raising me to the pinnacle Of my emotional and spiritual well being. But I fall off this cloud When I hear the sound of me Asking myself for her name. A trick question bcuz I've yet to meet her
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Jul 2, 2013
Jul 2, 2013 at 5:11 PM UTC
Who Is She?
Now when I think of myself She pops into my mind Because without her there is no me. So believe me when I say That I long for the day When her skin kisses mine And the light within me finally shines. Or the moment when I look into her eyes And she looks in minds. Then, suddenly, tranquillity takes me. She grabs the bull by its horn. Making it show its true form Just a masquerade from fear of shame. You see this bull is a calf. Needing affection and guidance. Just time spent with him Until he has learned to walk. She nurtures my love So when things tough I'll be able to run. Yes, she puts me on a pedestal Raising me to the pinnacle Of my emotional and spiritual well being. But I fall off this cloud When I hear the sound of me Asking myself for her name. A trick question bcuz I've yet to meet her
jay-bryant
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Jul 2, 2013
Jul 2, 2013 at 5:11 PM UTC
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