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Ours
Our touch, our kiss
our bruised up lips,
Our laugh, our smile
our couple trips
Our secret, our cry
our hours and days
Our Mondays to Sundays
our childish ways
Our ecstatic moments,
our moments of pleasure,
Our times to sleep
and our times of desire.
It doesn't matter to me,
as long as it's Our own,
I don't want it to be me,
I don't want to be alone.
© Amy.N.R.Holder
our bruised up lips,
Our laugh, our smile
our couple trips
Our secret, our cry
our hours and days
Our Mondays to Sundays
our childish ways
Our ecstatic moments,
our moments of pleasure,
Our times to sleep
and our times of desire.
It doesn't matter to me,
as long as it's Our own,
I don't want it to be me,
I don't want to be alone.
© Amy.N.R.Holder
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