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Nov 2012
I miss the sweet smell of your bed
The lingering scent of your blonde hair
On the pillow
In the sheets
I miss how soft it all was
Against my skin
And waking up next to you
Your morning baby blues
Looking right at me
Smiling right at me
How beautiful everything was
With the bright southern sun
Shining through the window
The way we'd melt into each other
Before getting out from under the covers
Your soft hot skin
Your steamy **** breath
My eyes glued to you
Mind and heart and all
I'm not suppose to remember
Or even think about it
But when something is so perfect
And it's taken away
You'll never go a day without missing it
Just saying...
L Smida
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L Smida
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