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His Song


They left us

Oceans stretch for miles

No food, no shelter

Only the clothes on my back

and something else

My sweetheart

I love him.

When we touch

My hair stands on end

He is soft, and inviting

He never makes me feel 

Like I am anything less than beautiful

Perfect, I am the only one he sees

And when I'm overcome with sorrow

And everything goes downhill

He sings to me

His calming song

Sends shivers down my spine

bzzzzzzzzzz

 

 

 

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