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Apr 2014
The way your smell lingers in my nostrils
The way you playfully grab my sides
The way you brush your soft hands against mine
The way you pick me up off my feet
The way you look at me
The way you talk
The way you walk
The way you simply exist
Makes my heart do a twist
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   Ann Voge
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