Friday, February 22, 2008

Goes a little something like this...

your smell is still lingering on my skin
creeping through my memory in-
side of me, to the side you stand
right next to me, kissing my hand-
in hand, my hand, a token of love
love of a best friend
love of a sun
love to a mother's lover's
daughter's child
father's son
sunshine
boy do you shine
like summer's noonday

the way my hand on you is fitting-
into this dress is so comforting
knowing you're mine, my best friend-
to the end you, my partner in love
love of a best friend
love of a sun
love to a mother's lover's
daughter's child
father's son
sunshine
boy do you shine
like the flash in the photo booth

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