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It's 0130 this rainy morn
You've been the darkness in our storm Maybe since you're turning sixty You could let my man move on to me Supposedly he's not your man So as a woman can't you understand I treat him royally in bed He continues to circle in my head It just leaves me dizzy crawling Because he lives with you in your town Why do you protect him from falling When you don't want to dare go down To the passion that I feel A heaven for me that's real Right here on this Earth With his skin my rebirth His sounds, my tunes Until he leaves your house of ruins There's not a candied chance Happy Birthday while alone I dance. 12/31/2005 0140 cj Vote for this poem
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