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Sep 19
Your heart.
This is why I love you?
Your soul.
This is why I adore you?
Your kindness.
This is what I see?

And it been that way since we met.
You have left an impression I can't forget.

Your eyes.
They are why I am impressed.
They radiate with feelings without hidden agenda.

Your lips.
Oh, I keep this is why a secret?
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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