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Dec 2013
I miss your lips on mine
Your gentle touch and soft skin
Words that make everything fine
That spark the fire from within

I miss the smile you send
The truth you speak when I am there
And that feeling I'm forced to comprehend
Waiting to kiss and smell your hair.

I miss you. I miss your voice
And without it I can't get through
And if I were again to have a choice
I would definitely choose you.
Kevin Loacvick
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Kevin Loacvick
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