She hugs me good night Tells me Merry Christmas With that glitter of love in her eye And the smell of her skin Takes me back to my grandmother's house On a cool July night Thankful for the moon and the stars After such a hot day We'd lay in bed in the spare bedroom Sneak into the kitchen and eat cookies Just like best friends And we'd lay in the cool sheets And your scent would linger As I talked about boys And you'd talk about God The last thing we ever say to one another Was "I love you" And I intend to always keep it that wayBirth sign: Libra
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