One

by Danielle   Jun 11, 2008


We give love its distinction
discontent to destruction
you were always my good luck
one thought
one touch
and one kiss
never leaving me alone
never thinking for one minute
that you didn't love me
and never thinking you wouldn't be there
you were my one lust
my one dream come true
and my one and only love

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