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by jenny46

His walks were valiant That's how he paraded in my mind A unique specimen,that could only be found on the edge of something sublime The way the words rolled out of his mouth like dice,and funny enough he always hit a double 6! He was always armored and ready for lifes bitter-sweet rivals. But when I dug deep beneath into his soul I found his heart,it was warm His heart is the one place I had to journey to I needed to know the source of his strength and greatness! So he spoke about kissing my delicate flower I told him those kisses are wicked and he told me. That its the door way to my soul I couldn't. Fathom why he wanted to enter And he told me that he needed to find my heart because he needed to know the source of my strength and greatness! That's what happened when he saw himself in me and further dug deeper,not to know who I was,but to further know who he was!
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Aug 2, 2015
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