LOVE NOTES' MY HAIR MOVED LIKE A ROPE...

SOME ONE HAS SENT YOU A LOVE NOTES'
September 28, 2016

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Beloved Lover:
As I took away my covers,
my walking begin with music from a harp.
It's music was beguiling and hypnotic
for I wanted to run to you
and have you hold out your arms to hold me.
My hair upon my head moved like a rope
that I may tie myself in a bond of your arms.
-- MIISRAEL
WINNIESPOETRYLOVENOTES'September'sRomanceSep282016
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