Walking Poetry

December 19, 2008
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his eyes; like a chocalate swirl
his voice; makes my heart twirl
his skin; so soft..so sweet
god only know what that boys love; does to me
he's my only fantasy
his heart beat is my only melody
everyone knows poetry's my life
and one day i hope to be his wife
his kisses; make me so weak
his touch; doesn't lie to me
he is ; walking poetry





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