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To my Bed.


I love
the warmth
You, only You
can give.

As if
You were
A hug
Sculpted.

Only mine.

If someone would request
to borrow your service
I would declare war and
delete the person
from my contact list.

You're mine.

So,
Hear me when I say:
I love you the most.
And every morning it saddens me to leave
You.





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Publicerad 2017-02-02 20:30



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