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By Liz Date: 2003 Mar 01 Comment on this Work [[2003.03.01.10.18.14540]] |
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He makes my heart skip a beat he makes me melt I turn to molten fire at his touch. He's my sun, my moon, my evening star, he's a river of chocolate, he's whiskey in the jar. He's the pot of gold at the rainbow's end, my four-leaf clover. He's a rock, he's an island, he's my everything. I was made for loving baby and he was made for loving me. He lights up my life he's Ice Castles and Love Story and Punch Drunk Love, he's every Kodak moment and sobbing sad song I've ever heard and he's laughing at this right now. |