Sweet words and faint kisses
Sadness felt on days he misses
Feverish touches, and wayward glances
Naively innocent to the forward advances
Timeless hours spent without a care
Trapped within an intense stare
Without him my world seems lonely
He is my everything, my one, my only.
-Heather Adrian
June 18th 2007
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Moi.