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Dec 2020
His eyes are the stars
Shining an guiding me through the darkest night
His lips are the waves
Pulling me in and crashing into my embrace
His hands are the sun
Reaching me warming me through the day
His love is the breeze
Blowing through my hair dancing lightly against my skin
His smile is a fox
Coning and brilliant as he zips his way through the trees
His happiness is a river
Flowing through me like its an addition of my soul
Melanie Jackson
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Melanie Jackson  20/F/corning ny
(20/F/corning ny)   
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