The feeling of You
Up against My Skin
Reminds me completely
Where All we've been
In the woods
In a small tent
To only You or I
Could We each vent
In a Shop
With Lots of Traffic
I was going Crazy
But You were My Maverick
In a Motel
A Humongous Room
We had Our own space
So We each could Bloom
To Bring Us Here
To Our own Home
I Love You Babe
We Made it through Crazy, On Our Own.
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	A.Y (Pseudonym) (
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