Sitting close with the one I love.
Fireworks burst in the skies above.
With each kiss the night grows brighter.
With each boom she holds me tighter.
~*~
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rhymesalot
Outpourings from the poor old porous mind of Steve Kittell
Sitting close with the one I love.
Fireworks burst in the skies above.
With each kiss the night grows brighter.
With each boom she holds me tighter.
~*~
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rhymesalot 