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Jan 2020
When you wrap your arms around me girl,
My heart - it does sing.
I can’t yet shout it from the rooftops,
Or indeed his wrath I’ll bring.
I hold my tongue and bite my lip,
Your scent still lingers here.
I only want to call you mine,
And yet, I must wait a year?
You’re not just another fish in the pond,
You are certainly special to me.
Yet, he doesn’t know my feelings for you,
So my secret you shall be.
My secret you shall be,
My secret you shall be.
My little angel gave me hope,
She’s oh so kind to me.
My secret you shall be,
My secret you shall be.
Has my soul found its match?
We will have to wait and see.
I never want these wonderful feelings,
To come to an end.
But we must wait until I’m free,
Until then, you’ll be my “Friend”.
Willow Branche
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Willow Branche  29/Gender Fluid/Florida
(29/Gender Fluid/Florida)   
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