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By Rhetoric Date: 2001 Nov 27 Comment on this Work [[2001.11.27.21.35.31386]] |
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he was born to love the city she was not looking hard for a reason to stay how can two souls connect with millions between them he is hometown boy makes good he shelters his heart with humor I found her perched on a stoop searching madly for brass keys and that is what she found the key, inside my heart in the youth of a night I wander in love we found what some only dream we share what few can express she hasn't been here long the stress of the grind keeping her safe from love I saw him walk by bouncing pooch in one hand dripping vanilla cone the other that night, I opened up all windows to let in the night that opened my eyes we can grow stronger as two we can meet with mind and bodies he was born to love her she has found the best anchor |