He strokes my hair
and says he loves me
over and over
he loves me
he loves me
he loves me
I don't understand it
I cringe at myself
hide my face in my hands
he says he wants to see my pretty face
and look into my eyes
he says he loves me
because I'm a dork
because I tickle him
and kiss his nose
He loves me
he loves me
he loves me
I really love him too
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Thoughts of a Ham Sandwich
PoesiaA collection of poems. If you're reading for the first time start at the end.
