MaynardA Poem by knighngalemy prose to my husband Maynard. He is my guardian angel. :DMaynard Maynard, I love you so much In dyre need I weep because I solely love you, only you, my love I feel so lost without your lips, your prominent long shoulders-arms, I cry because I love you dear And all I want is you, love Maynard Love warrant my hard fist, weak knees not a day, I weep for you long dark mane +------Miki(e)angelo
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