It's EOW,
and she said I miss you,
It felt good,but only after,
Tremors rocked my mind,
Tsunami rippled my heart.
Every bite of food I had,
the very first bite was for you,
Every second of sleep I had,
the very first dream was about you.
It is EOW,
She said I miss you,
I said to her, no I didn't,
as I was busy,
every second of this week,
making love to you.
EOW = End of Week
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