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Poems from the heart, poems from the mind. Random lines of rhythm intermingled with some rhyme. Back to My Souls Chamber. Skip to my garden. Wednesday, March 27, 2002. As your brown eyes penetrate mine. Desire runs through my veins. My breathing grows heavy. I melt into you. Your warm touch raises my senses. Iâ m speechless with your kisses. Taken into your arms. I melt into you. Laying next to you as we talk. Holding my hand in yours. Aware of your cologne. I melt into you. And smiling sweetly at you.CONTENT
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Everyday angels are hard to come by. My Nana was as sweet as could be. She loved us all since we were babies. As I sit and reminisce. Her beautiful persona in my presence. This Earth is not the same without her. But she is now living with Our Father. Looking down upon her family. Watching us grow, loving us equally. I always think of you.