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    Rain on my window,
        a song in my heart.
    Holding my pillow real close
        ‘cause we are so far apart.

    And if tomorrow should come
         and you’re still not in my arms.
    I’ll wrap in my real tight covers
         just to keep myself warm.

    Never touched by another
            I belong only to you.
    You give me the kisses of an Angel
           I’ll give you my love so true.

    When this time has past
             and we are finally together
    We’ll make each moment; each kiss;
           each touch last forever.

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    mistyparish commented on no title

    07-09-2009

    hell yeah mj this shit is nice and tight. I can feel the wait and anticipation in this. Very good. 10

    MJJohsnon

    07/10/2009

    thanx girl..

    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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