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Oct 2012
Oh my,
I
could hold you

Safe
in heavy arms,
against my strong
chest pressed with aroma;

and there you could press gentle lips,
show me weakness
and strength
in myself.

Oh my
what I
would trade to hold you
would never let me hold you as I can.
Richard j Heby
Written by
Richard j Heby  new york city
(new york city)   
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