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Ice Cream Queen

Poetry By: Chrysta

I love you Michael. :)

Submitted:Oct 1, 2010    Reads: 66    Comments: 3    Likes: 2   

Sunday is the day I see your cute face,

My heart beating faster in my chest,

Smile growing on my face as you hold my hand,

Singing to Taylor Swift on the radio,

We laugh at dirty jokes.

Watching movies with our shoes off,

I jump at all the scary parts,

Kissing in the dark.

Watching the sun go down over the water,

Cuddling on the pier.

We dance alone in the evening eating ice cream,

We talk about our dreams,

Promising forever and ever and evers,

A whatevs in between,

You make me your little queen,

Forever we live in a beautiful dream.


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