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Jul 2016
When you link my arm in a crowded place
When you brush a hair from off my face
You bring me joy

When you catch my eye across a room.
When you expunge my thoughts of impending doom
You bring me joy

When you shed a tear at a soppy show
When you give me the space from which to grow
You bring me joy

When you rest your weary head upon my chest
When you make me aware of how much I'm blessed
You bring me joy

When you pretend you're shocked if I've been rude
When you shyly smile when you're in the mood
You bring me joy

You bring me joy x
Not that she'll ever see it but an ode to my lady
Nick ross
Written by
Nick ross  Hertford
(Hertford)   
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