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July 2, 2002
next year
next year I will be with you
next year I will know what it is to touch you, to feel you, to wallow with abandon inside you
next year your touch will be as familiar as my own
next year I will wake in the morning with your name on my lips and your warm hand on my thigh
next year my life will be my own again, but my heart will be yours
next year I will have seen Melissa in your eyes
next year we will not have to hide
next year I will be yours