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Saint in my arms; The

by Aaron Howard

She kisses me again and I feel no pain.
She holds me tight and keeps me dry in the rain…
She brings out the best parts of me.
She fulfills my deepest fantasy.
She came out of nowhere and won’t leave
and all the great quotes she can retrieve.
She’s mastered my heart to a science.
She pushes my buttons like an appliance.
She knows me better than even I.
She knows what could make me cry.
She knows my dreams and aspirations.
She gives me the best designations.
She kisses me deep down to my soul.
She disregards my hint of self-control.
She makes me laugh like a kid again.
She washed away my lifelong sin.

06/18/2002

Author's Note: This is a poem about true love and how a person changes in the name of love.

Posted on 04/15/2003
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