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I drag you to the ocean You say it's too murky I say dip your toes in You say I have my shoes on

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seven years is a drop in the bucket in the grand scheme of things although I feel I've loved you my whole life two thousand five hundred fifty five days the amount of time you've been mine though the days weren't always good I guess that's how it is with love it ebbs and tides and throws me around and just when I think I've had enough you rescue me

Go to sleep little one sun is down the day is done Close your eyes have no fear sleep in peace I am here Stars are all around you now sleep at last angels round Close your eyes have no fear sleep in peace I am here Close your eyes God is here sleep in peace Renoa dear

I don’t wear glasses When I look at you Your face blurs Around the edges I don’t want to see clearly I want to see you as before When things were brilliant And new Bright and shiny Like a crystal ball Cloudy on the inside, yes But the outside, oh so beautiful Don’t tarnish Don’t turn algae green And slimy and untouchable Shine for me It’s not too late To rub away the old And slip into the new So I can see you The whole you

The scent of you conquers my lungs Heady, I breathe deep the trace Like a runner finishing the race My breath is wrung

They say that time calms the heart Love grows complacent, comfortable But through these six years My heart has grown more full with love If such a thing can happen Two thousand one hundred ninety days Have passed since I met your Shy smile and brown eyes Your infectious humor and big heart The future looks bright, my love And I look forward to spending it with you

Sultry and strong, the ladies stood, their eyes flowing around the room. Daring anyone to look their way, cloaked in power like their minx furs, devilish smiles playing across their faces, like drunken children playing hopscotch. That scent of the wild hunt, of raw spice, flowers and sex lingering in their corner, ready to pounce. In the center their prey grovels, height unknown for the bent flesh. What he’s done he knows not, his brain cowers in his head, afraid to come out and play. Blood dances down his warrior’s body, and with it his courage. He growls, an unconscious decision, reminiscent of battles gone by. Wreat

The day is coming to an end Sleepy time has come So close your little eyes, my child Your day is nearly done. The moon is rising high While the sun is going down Baby don’t you worry My love is all around God is in the heavens His angels standing near Sleep little Ericka I will be right here

You are worlds within moments without words, Your sigh is like a galaxy, your looks a million stars, I try to find my way through your constellations, But I could never map out all your wonders. In your eyes I see the cosmos, On your lips I taste the heavens. This astro-explorer is ready to lift off into the unknown, To seek life in the curve of your hips. The gods were cruel in their perfect beauty, the sunset scarlet of your lips, the cascading waterfall of your hair, let me fall into the ice blue pools of your eyes. Galaxies and oceans beyond, You are incomparable. Infinite promises, unending temptation I float, endlessly reaching for t