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Aug 2010
i don't like blue eyes on my guys
but his hold shards of beautiful ice

i don't like short hair either
but his is soft as my horse's fur

his body is smooth, but well-toned
and in the proper places

his laughter make me smile with every breath
his arms are so so strong, but the most gentle

i love his back and shoulders and neck;
as odd, as that may sound.

i love his voice and the way he talks to me
i love his legs and the way he wraps them around me

i like everything about this new kid
i hope he likes everything about me.
i hope this goes somewhere.
i don't like this poem...but i don't want to get rid of it. lame.
Shelby Lynn
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