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He has me smiling at my phone,

Dreaming of his hands intertwined with mine,

Feeling like wolves are howling in my tummy,

He has me at a vantage point,

Right where he wants me to be.

He had me rushing,

Diving head first into fast waters,

Knowing too well I cannot swim,

He feeds my selfish self,

Keeps me sated wanting only him.

With him I am safe,

In a world misunderstood,

He studied the book that is my life,

Learned the little stuff I never noticed,

He is a welcome scent in my wooded forest.

Poetry in motion came to life,

When you walked into my maze,

My birthday comes early with you,

So what should I gift you,

The Stuart to my Little?

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Twisted Empress 2020




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