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Mary
Contributed by
count23
on
Monday, 12th January 2009 @ 08:48:53 PM in AEST
Topic:
LovePoetry
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Dainty yet discreet, holding back my hands
I'm tempted to keep my eyes from meeting hers
Because when I tread the shores of iris's and corneas
I'm tackled by the waves of her tears.
Don't judge me by how she is, I couldn't care less
But judge me for who she is when i'm developing a kiss
Her shoulders stalk mine in a oh so clever fashion
As my arms create a ring around her oh so love and passion
Better me not worthy of a brunette, doubt me quite contrary
But let me be with my love, my heart, forever Mary.
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