The man next door

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    The man next door





    The man next door
    Ran his fingers through my hair
    Whispered my name like a prayer
    Placed his lips close to mine
    Kissed me like it ..................  was the end of time

    Held me close to his heart
    Rocked my world right from the start
    Brown eyes melting into mine
    Arms that held me felt divine
    Now he's gone away from here
    And I whisper his name............  like a prayer

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    StandingBear commented on The man next door

    02-11-2011

    A well written poem you've created, *the man next door* whispered the girl next door. Hopefully she'll meet him again. Wonderful write!

    mufasa

    05/17/2011

    Met him again and again and again. Now living with him.Wonderfully happy.

    To have great poets there must be great audiences too.

    Walt Whitman, American Poet (1819-1892)

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