Of CourseA Poem by H.So typical.There I'd go running whenever the rain would fall.
"Follow me, darling!" thrown over my shoulder, and She wouldn't answer. I'd turn on my heels to her "Honey, what for? Don't you Of course, and I'd feel it too kissing my neck the way She never would. Truth be told, there I was soaking Wet with a smile seeing she was so worried the Rain might attack and her makeup would follow me. © 2008 H.Featured Review
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2 Reviews Added on August 30, 2008 AuthorH.Panama City, FLAboutI've thrown away the map, but can't let go of the wheel. I'm a musician. I've been writing poetry for much longer than I've been playing, so it's odd I consider myself as such first and foremost. .. more..Writing
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