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Aug 2015
Him
His eyes,
blue
the color of the sea
he makes me want things
I know can never be

his hair,
blond
like molten gold
he makes me shiver
like I have a cold

His skin,
pale
like hail
falling from the sky
the way he smiles
makes me feel like I can fly

He is everything I want,
everything I desire
he can me feel warm
like I'm on fire

But he is unattainable,
hiding behind a shield
scared of the love
that I wield
Taya
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Taya
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     Earl Jane
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