Tuesday, May 08, 2007




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I want to write you and tell you
how the peepers sound tonight
how their glorious sexifying
makes me want to be in your arms

To tell you of the stars
so bright you'd be amazed
I want to wait for the sweet
Honey, I'm home

To hear your voice
to make plans
to laugh and dream
I just want you.


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2 comments:

Anonymous said...

♥ Yeah ♥

~listener

Thankful said...

{{{{{{ puddle }}}}}}

♥ Edwin ♥