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Jan 2013
Beautiful does not match your great allure
You draw me in with such intensity
It is amazing how you are my cure
To love you, I have a propensity
It is hard to watch you move with such grace
To stand there as elegant as a rose
And not grab you by your beautiful face
And not kiss you; it causes far too many throes
Please, I beg you, end this brainless contest
I am destined to be the victor, yes?
I have already passed your endless tests
Do you not see I'm better than the rest?
Just go ahead and fall into my love
With me by your side, we will rise above
Jacobo Raymundo
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Jacobo Raymundo  NC
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