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Cutting out pictures of my love
The first thing I do right now
He is a man god above
Loving me somehow

To see his face here
Right in front of me
Stops my tears
From flowing free

His brown eyes
Face resting on his hand
My body lies
In waiting for this man

What gifts may I give
Send to let him know I care
Will I ever live
In his love there

Photos for now on coffee table
Another for above my bed
I will love him as I am able
His images runs through my silly head

My wish to please
This man I want to marry
I long to tease
His lips I'll carry

In my soul
In the sparkle of my eyes
As affection will roll
In my baby cries

I am woman
Weak and emotion filled
He is man
Strong and willed

To be powerful working
Have faith he will persevere
Stop those tears that are lurking
Behind brown eyes here

He will listen when I am sad
Call me if I ask
Bring me smiles of glad
To him an easy task

His lips, eyes, hair, hands, neck, fingers
Are here in a picture by me
His smile, look, pride, love lingers
Because his picture will set free

The fear I feel
As Mumbai has trouble
He is man and real
Doesn't burst my bubble

Of fantasies about belonging
Or love that is word
He knows I am here longing
For my thoughts of him to be heard

Now I kiss his lips on paper
I kiss his head without shame
My feeling for him not to taper
I live in the reverence of his name.


11/28/2008 1250 cj









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