I hate your feet--
They take you far from me.
I hate your eyes
That cannot hide our secret.
I hate your smile
That tells the world our lie.
I hate your hands--
They always have to let go of mine.
I hate your back,
I hate it with a passion,
For it teases me as you leave,
And when you're gone I can no longer
Kiss it.
Saturday, July 17, 2010
7/17/2010 09:35:00 PM -
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