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Nov 2016
The slip of slender silver
that encircles my right ring finger
Tugs and weighs with the weighted
warmth's of love that fills me unabated.
I feel it even when the light metal band
is not resting on the third finger of my hand.
I feel the dear promise of delightful passion
and I look forward to that day of December 10th
With resilient patience
Written by
JJRKelly  24/M/Chicago
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