george albot


O, A, P


Will you care and always protect the portion
Of my 'heart' you hold
Because the love that I have for you
Is ever lasting

I don't know if I will live long enough
To understand the feeling that I have for you
I find you amazing, just to see you for a few
Seconds in town was all I needed to lift me

I will always, treasure and adore you
You are so deep in my bones
I'm so lost in you.

My eyes open or closed
can see only you

You are my beautiful
F, A, B

By the way O, A, P = ounce and pounds
Keep an eye on them
‘'Bet I get a slap! !
XXX



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Submitted: Saturday, January 26, 2013
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