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A poem about a girl I love

Your face is soft

as a new rose.

Your voice is

quiet like light

wind through the trees.

Your eyes have

always that loving

feeling in them.

Your lips soft

as fresh cut

rose in the morning

Your soul is

lost til you

met me.

Your touch lights

the fire that

I have for you.

You have been

there for me

when I need someone.

I love you

and the way

I feel for

you has change

but we can

still love each other.

You are the

sweet pot of

honey I can

ever find.

Your touch, the way

your lips feel

when I run

my finger down

them is so sweet.

-Gene Conner

January 4, 2006