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By burgy Date: 2003 Nov 28 Comment on this Work [[2003.11.28.09.03.22636]] |
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For the past hour, I have layed in bed Thinking of why I'm thinking of you When I should be sleeping. I close my eyes, and all i can see Are your big brown-eyed puppy-dog eyes. (I'm a sucker for them everytime.) I block out the world around me So I can hear your beautiful alto voice. All other thoughts receed So I can hold on to the memory of your beautiful smile And the comforting warmth of your body On top of mine. I think about those stupid inside jokes you tell And how you get so excited about old Lucy reruns Or watching the same movie you have seen at least 20 times I think about these things And they make me love you more Than you ever thought You could be loved |