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Jan 2013
Remember when you were little, playing tag, and there’d always be a “Save Zone” where you couldn’t get tagged? I’ve found that, in life, that game rings so true. See I’ve been running around in circles, getting tagged, tagging other people back, but when I’m with you, I’m in the “Safe Zone”. No one can hurt me, no one can touch me, and best of all, there’s no time limit to how long I can be safe. Chaos could be chasing the world around us, but it’s ok because I got your killer smile. We sit in the “Safe Zone” and play our own little games. Playing “baby tag” with our lips, kiss, “your it”, kiss back, “No YOUR it”. For once it’s nice just flirt, not fully commit, but know in the back of my mind, I wouldn’t want to be doing this with anyone but you. You’re my “Safe Zone”.
Sunny Snow
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Sunny Snow  Madison, WI
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