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just like james taylor

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hold me close 
and sing
slowly,
pretty please

gliding 
up and down
fingers coaxing
 melodies

strum me
gently
tuck my hair
behind my ears

tune my senses,
baby
go on and tell me 
your stories

about mind tripping
to Carolina
and how my
smile turns ya inside
out

take your time, 
don't hurry baby
i love to watch
your mouth

speak of fire
and rain
of love and
life without

how the sunsets
in Mexico
tiptoe
and tumble down 
the water spout

pull me in
go on 
make my 
heart race

 can't nobody 
but you,baby
put that 
smile on my face


do me wrong
ah, then do me
so right
let's get back 

to that place
we were 
on copperline
tonight

lovin' me sweetly
sugar
sharin' the roof 
you're on

 rockin' you 
while you're here
missin' you
when you're gone

Rene ~ 2013
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  1. NeoDecember 3, 2011 at 12:19 PM

    Neo was here

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  2. FireblossomDecember 3, 2011 at 12:31 PM

    I remember this! I liked it before, and i like it now. Love all those songs you referenced!

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  3. HelenDecember 3, 2011 at 12:57 PM

    You hit my sweet spot ... James Taylor does it best!!!!

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  4. Brian MillerDecember 3, 2011 at 2:48 PM

    nice...love the ref through out...and smooth easy feel to this...need to get home so i can get that massage now...

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  5. Irish GumboDecember 3, 2011 at 8:05 PM

    This took me places...and now I feel far away from home, but I know I'll get back there.

    Home run, my dear.

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  6. MelissaDecember 3, 2011 at 10:37 PM

    Love this one! Love JT.

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  7. Fragrant LiarDecember 5, 2011 at 7:41 PM

    Sweet. Reminds me of my old friend Greg's "Martin's Song." Here's a link. Think you'll really like it.

    http://www.gregwhitfield.net/music-5.html

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  8. EcoGrrlDecember 11, 2011 at 2:50 PM

    i love it...been away from regular reading for a while, glad to see you are still sending out lovely prose...james james james (happy mellow sigh)

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  9. The PoetDecember 11, 2011 at 8:55 PM

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  10. The PoetDecember 11, 2011 at 8:57 PM

    Hello.
    WoW! Where can I get one of those massages? (lol)
    Awesome!
    Thanks for sharing.

    For ref:
    Eleven Roses And You

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