You are...

by Anke   Jan 31, 2004


You are the letters of my words
the subject of my verbs
You are the sparkle in a dime
The reason that these words rime
You are the crumbles of my bread
You are that someone else instead
You are the heat in a fire
You are every womens desire
You are everything to me

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