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Sioux Falls, South Dakota

Account Manager

**Who needs a PoT of GolD when you've got a RaInBoW** "you'll always be the rainbow... in my black and white world" hopelessly romantic: With her mouth making movements to introduce thoughts I sat deafened by trust on that sofa across Quietly calculating the logistics of lust Of when unspoken things could then happen between us And then once those were done, and we'd got through love We would shoot from the hip, reacting off of the cuff Splitting up at the fork when the going got rough With a plan for a point to rejoin on the road further up Our windows thin where ice carved it's flowers I would hold her and let the wind beat back those hours And then standing on subway trains clutching