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Jul 2010
You're my honey, my sweetheart, my one true love,
Your touch releases me, as twelve freed doves

Everytime I dance into your unescapable stare,
I frequently realize the pure burning we both share

As our feelings flee, hands melt to eachother,
When I look into your eyes, I can't dream of loving any other.

I couldn't imagine a life, with any meaning at all,
As i sink into my black hole, you are there to catch my fall.

You made my heart beat with a more vast sensation,
Your lips on my neck, now I'm losing concentration.

The love and lust are what keeps my soul alive,
You were what was right for my spirits to rise.
Written by
Lindsey McCarty
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