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A poem to my wife before we both go to Iraq in February. |
| Hold on for one last moment before I kiss you goodbye Your tearing eyes beckon me Off to war, for you, I'd die I know we both go together the sandy hell, the bloody pit but to be away from you for a second kills me in every moment Frozen in time until our sweet November til our next long kiss or our next long night everything about you i will miss Hold on to me forever the look beaming in my eyes my hands belittling yours my smell, my laugh, my cries Hold on for one last moment as I hold your heart in mine promise that we will come back alive Serving and waiting on time |