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A short untitled poem
Sauce trickles down your mouth
and I wipe it off. You smile sheepishly and watch me wipe my fingers with the napkin. You look around the room and quietly say, "thanks." This is love. |
hehe that one's short and simple, cute....
thanks |
Sometimes its the little things in life that mean a lot!!
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