Friday, July 11, 2008

In-perfection

The Sunlight creeps in
I open my eyes and see
The way God made thee

Please don't wear make up
You cover up the very
thing that I wake for
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2 comments:

Beth Adams said...

I love it!! Your words are like a piece of ripe fruit....sweet and juicy.

July 11, 2008 at 3:22 PM
Big Sexxxy said...

Your like ripe fruit... Made by God... cultivated by God, weathered life's storms, and Picked by God just for me!

July 11, 2008 at 3:35 PM

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