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Nov 2013
I have 365 days of the years to adore you.
Yes, 365 days of the years to explore you.
But you're getting seven days of love presently from me.

And each day is different when loving you.
If it's Sunday, than the love is filled with so much blessings.

If it's Monday, than its my day to shower you will affection.
And if it's Tuesday, than you're not amazed by anything I do.
And if its **** day Wednesday, than you already know.
Cause I've got seven days to show my various style of love toward you.

And when Thursday comes along.
That's when you hear my voice sing to you your favorite song.
And Friday only makes me cherish you more.
Cause when Saturday appears, I'm so glad to have you near.

All seven  days of the week.
To be love.
To be held.
To be kissed.
To be cherish.
To be mine.
The one I'm giving seven days of love.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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