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Happy Poem About Him

I like to feel his eyes on my face, on my eyes, even though I'm not looking, and I get a fuzzy feeling not unlike a puppy when I see him just standing there, STARING, and I wish I could just do the same.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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