A poem

Dec 26, 2004 16:59

Michael-

No matter how far you are,
I can always think of you and feel a tingle.
I can always feel your kiss on my lips,
and I can always feel your breathtaking hugs.
I want to hold your hand forever
and hear your voice in my ear.
I want to look into your eyes
and know that you're mine.

I'm glad you are mine.

Megan

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iwouldlikeitblu December 26 2004, 17:09:57 UTC
Someone should die today. I don't care who.

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