Every time I look at her I wish that I could have her again...

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
The title is completely self explanatory.

Submitted: September 28, 2006

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perfect imagery soft hands surround a small coffee cup,
  hey you can drink me till i'm good and drunk
sober up your eyes penetrate my glare
beautiful deep ocean green eyes contrast
to red blaze hair that doesnt yet grace your perfect shoulders
graced instead by perfect clothingreaches all the way around
pretty body baby get up and walk
awayslinky cat come back, please stay
you can sit right down and talk to me
ressurect a love with words


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