WednesdayA Poem by jbopF**k you and your pretty face, and your beautiful soul. Your voice is like velvet, brushing over me. I don't want to hear you utter another word. Except that I do, I want to hear you, resounding in my head. I want to see you, the last thing before I close my eyes and leave the world behind. I want to take you, and awaken to you, with me, for always. And I want to wrap myself in your soul and everything you stand for. Because I love you. And I hate that. © 2010 jbop |
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