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Oct 2014
Looking out into
the ocean it comes to
me when you would
kiss me.
The way you would
grab my waist & pull me
close with a strong grip.
You wanted
me close to you.
Bold and sure like the
waves roaring you would
hug me.
Kissing me
gentle & lovingly
like mother nature
make the waves
seem at night.
But now after the
hurricane has passed,
I miss your love
oh so much.
Natalia Corral
Written by
Natalia Corral  Texas
(Texas)   
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