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Aug 2019
Eyes, meant to see, to observe.
And what before me I adore?
Whew, I think I'm falling in love.

Hands, meant to touch, to feel.
And what I feel is you?
Yes, I think I'm falling in love.

Ears, meant to hear, to listen.
And communication is one of the best thing we have.
And of course I'm falling in love.

Lips, made to kiss.
And kissing you is truly wonderful.
And of course I know I'm falling in love.

The voice, is meant to speak, to whisper.
And when we do?
We solve so many things that not left unsaid.
And I know, not think, that I'm falling in love.

Of course I could talk about the tongue.
Except that ***** cause too much trouble.
It like to travel and make many excited and nervous.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
(united states)   
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   laura
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