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Sep 2016
Who knew such tiny hands could cause such destruction?
Who knew your loving mouth could harbor such an eruption?
Your tiny hands, that are dwarfed by mine hold my beating heart.
Your tiny lips hold words that can empower me, or tear my soul apart.

Such a powerful creature,
With such soft, tender features..

Eyes like oceans, in which I'd be happy to drown.
Lips so sweet, I'd happily give my life, to make sure they never frown.
Scent like a drug, I can't get enough of,
A voice like the angels singing high above.

And her love, oh her sweet love, is stronger than any raging sea,
Sadly she no longer has anything left for me..
Dakota Minter
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Dakota Minter  26/M/Texas
(26/M/Texas)   
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