i love your phone

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    i love your phone

     

    I love your scars; they are your story to tell.

    I love your big hands; they are so right for holding me.

    I love your lips; they are so skilled in kissing me.

    I love your bad habits; they will soon be rid of.

    I love your eyes; they see me so clearly.

    And I love your phone, only when you call me.

     

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    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

    biolov’s Poems (17)

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    Who says I don't love you? 0
    new student to old 1
    The obsession is over 1
    shooting 2
    the play ends 2
    My forever friend 2
    my brave brother 2
    I wish I were new 0
    i love your phone 0
    never change 0
    our secret 0
    the way to my heart 0
    your touch 1
    mr wonderful 0
    your picture 0
    always beside you 0
    i wish to kiss you 1