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Jul 2012
Weak and sick I sigh,
all I want to do is cry,
no matter the years that go by,
you never fail to save me.
When I was low and sobbing,
you placed your loving hand on my cheek,
and I knew beyond a doubt
that we would never part.
Your voice makes me quiver,
your glance makes me blush,
but I only knew for sure I loved you,
when I felt your touch.
Hold me tonight my darling,
I care not to be alone.
Don't speak,
close your pale grey eyes,
and wrap your arms around me,
you are all I need,
all I want,
my love till end of time.
Your touch alone
can save me,
without it I would die.
Kasandra Curtis
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