Monday, February 23, 2009

To My Sweet Paris Comments

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As I am writing this, I hear you breathe...
quietly.... your breast softly rising....
you lay on my chest.
I'm looking down at you smiling... feeling like the luckiest man in the world to have the pleasure of seeing you like this...
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Ian (Dying for her)
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Laurie Hill 23 February 2009

this is lovely, heartfelt.

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Mohammed Albalushi 23 February 2009

wonderful poem, i really enjoye reading it, it touch my heart, well done

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