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JOURNAL #35 beneath your ribs
I would happily live
if you would but
invite me there
no home too grand
could ever hope to steal
me from your care
no face too handsome
could sway my stare
I am in debt to
the purity of your heart
lost to the feel of your
extended touch
I am pleasure by
a boundless compare
wrapped in your arms
just as I am
beyond mere giddy
be I
to just be there
always
with my you
at last.................
(Sept. 5, 2009 845am)
