My Perfect Mate

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    My Perfect Mate

    To: My Ain True Love

    When I am with him it seems the night will never end.
    I am in his arms and it's like a road that never will bend.
    There is not anything that makes me feel this way.
    That moment he asked me a question that made it a wonderful day.
    I always feel safe around him no matter where we are.
    I just hate knowing Saturday where hes headings going to be far.
    He will return in 8 or 9 days to me.
    Where he is going is no concern it is
    just to his family he needs to see.
    Our devotion to each other is so great.
    I know he is my Perfect Mate!

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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