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A Poem by Ruben tovar

Your touch is warm like the spring breeze
Love like yours never gets old
The way you do your hair really gets me
When you cry it's gets me on a hold
I promise never to let you go
I will always appreciate the way you treat me
And you appreciate the way I treat you
Never forget and never regret how far we come
I will be here till my time is done

© 2016 Ruben tovar


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Added on September 10, 2016
Last Updated on September 10, 2016

Author

Ruben tovar
Ruben tovar

Moreno Valley , CA



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A Poem by Ruben tovar