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Jul 2013
Tempting looks and a desire to care
We create our own environment
Rain water, plant trees, combust air
Knowing truly what we meant

Don't ever escape my grasp
Hands clasped, lips locked
My eyes focused on you
There's no words I can concoct
To describe the beauty before me
I am humbled in your presence
I am mesmerized by your elegance
We write our own story, design our ending

Two simple words will fulfill my dreams
(I do, I do, I do, I do, I do, I do, I do, I do,)
Please present your hand as my knee bends
Your eyes are tearing, So will you?
Written by
Jimmy Timmons  NJ
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