My Gal At Home
Yes I have a gal at home and
she is every thing to me.
She is the stars during my dark
nights, and waves atop my sea.
Her hair as blond as summer
hay,her eyes as blue as the
sky.
Fair skin and rose lips and legs
as long as mine.
Copyright © Damian York | Year Posted 2014
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