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Aug 2013
Hold me close.
Kiss me hard.
Wrap me in your passionate arms.
Let your tears run to my hair.
Mine have certainly beaten yours there.

You may not see me for months.
I may not see you for weeks,
So press those lips against my cheek.
Let them leak your words so sweet.

Look into my yearning eyes.
Allow yourself to join my cry.
Whisper all your promises,
Because I have not left yet.
Kelly EC
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Kelly EC
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