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Jun 2014
I love oatmeal
And I love you
Oh shoot, did I just say that out loud?

I miss the summer monsoon's
And I miss your hands on my body
Crap, I hope you didn't hear that?

I want to win the lotto
Also, I want to be your wife
Man, how did that slip out!


© Misty Bishop-Martiss
Written by
Iva McCarty  Albuquerque
(Albuquerque)   
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