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Monday, January 7, 2008

Love?

I do love him.
His hands
I love his hands!
His neck
I remember all too well!
His mind
Made to search.
His Music
I love his music
His laugh
A wonderful ride
His style
To adore from afar.
And his arms want to embrace me.
And hold me close to His chest
With one of those hands on my back,
And one on my neck
His eyes
to gase into
God, I do love him
Posted by Melissah at 8:03 AM

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