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Oct 2013
At this time yesterday
I was touching your skin,
and kissing your lips.
You slowly pulled your hand
across my hips.
I felt like the Ocean
and you were my moon.
I can't begin to count the things
you do to make me swoon.
The joy in your laugh,
The shine in your smile,
It all makes me wish
We didn't have such a short while.
I wish I could kiss you,
Every minute,
Everyday.
Maybe,
Just maybe then,
You'd be able to stay.
Ali Cronin
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Ali Cronin
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