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Dec 2013
I know I'm in love
Because her face
Is so sweet
When she is looking
At me

And I know I am
Because our hands
Fit together perfectly

And our kisses
Are familiar and fine

And I am hers
And she is mine.

Her hair is dyed black
And she has big blue eyes
Thin lips
But a big perfect kiss
She has a waist
That fits into my hands easily
And hips that are bony
Because they are wide ad healthy.
She has hands
Just as small as mine
And a laugh
That comes out
From time to time.

I don't get nervous
When I eat around her
And I don't get scared
When I tell her what I think

She is everything I need
And more.
And she is my constant
And she is my rock,
But he is the storm.
LS
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LS  24/F/Alaska
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