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She is what is…

Her lips,

Her kiss,

Her touch,

Her fingertips

The chills they send

I make mistakes

But if she takes….. that from me

I may never breathe again

For your forgiveness,

I plead again,

Please accept all that I can give

My words undress

In my address to you,

I leave nothing to hide….

You are my wings,

Without you I can’t fly

My wind,

Without you my sails won’t move

My deceptions have left me begging…

For whom I can’t lose…

© 2008 Napoleon Meadors IV, All Rights Reserved