It won't be long until I'm a board that jet plane,
Soon once again, I'll feel our love flame.
When I'm near you, my body goes wild,
It won't be long until you make me mild.
When the heat dies, and we lie so calm.
Your hand in my hand, holding palms.
It won't be long, and at home I'll be,
sharing our love, until the end of eternity.
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I wrote this poem a couple of days before being discharged from the U.S. Navy.