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Halfway Home
Halfway Home
Mye desire is to see me in her eyes before eye die.
The lust eye have is all inside MYE heart.
It Yearns and wants to go to home,
halfway to heaven halfway to ewe.
Most people aer the other way around,
all gimme gimme gimme :
what can eye have to get ME off?
But she is love, she dreams of kisses
and shared love. She is halfway to Jesus.
Love tendered from a watery place,
given to be solace for a selfless reason
a compunction of letting go
of lusting in favor of just kissing.
Halfway to ewe is halfway to Jesus.
Halfway Home.
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