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It’ll be nice to hold you

Smell your hair

Touch your mouth

And say everything will be alright

Sing to you

Some Banky W

Because I know you like that

Yeah; you like that

Yes – you were like that

All too sweet

But really bitter is easier

So you’re not for me


I would steal

The apple from God’s eye

To have one more time

For one more night

One more chance

To cook you pasta

Make you blush in laughter

Hold your hand and touch your heart
Like I did the last time
The last time.

These are sad times

2 responses

  1. Awww…

    October 19, 2015 at 10:35 pm

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