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Her soul and her socks
Contributed by
thezenmonkey
on
Tuesday, 14th January 2014 @ 07:42:59 AM in AEST
Topic:
LovePoetry
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I hate to see a woman cry and if she does I'll dry her eyes, me she can trust I know how to love and never want to say good bye. She can turn to me when she needs to cry I'll comfort her and make her feel alright and if she wants me to, I'll stay the night. I'll protect her and for her, any man I'll fight I'll keep her safe and warm all through the night, she is the night. She calls the stars, she wears the wind and rain and darkness. To ever hurt her you would have to be heartless, I'm artful and cunning but towards her artless. I've seen her soul, she bore it to me, her soul is pure, I liked what I see. Her eyes are worlds in and of themselves, the more I look the deeper I delve, withing them I dwell, within mine she dwells. I love her and can't but do so, I now know all her names and she knows my name is Joe, Joe loves ya, you call forth the stars, your socks are wet and Joe loves you lots, much more than you know, both you and your socks!
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Re: Her soul and her socks
(User Rating: 1 ) by ladyfawn on
Thursday, 12th June 2014 @ 09:23:06 PM AEST (User
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delightful and so sweet:)
hugs n' love nessa |
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