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Dreams of Love

Dark blond hair
Frames an ordinary face.
She touches with a care
That makes my heart race.

Who is she?
The woman I love.
In every dream I see
Her gentle eyes, above.

Movements swift.
Movements slow.
Her love is a gift.
A treasure, I know.

Who is she?
The woman I love.
In every dream I see
Her gentle eyes, above.

Fingers so light
Make my skin quiver.
I dream of a night,
Of the love I can give her.

Who is she?
The woman I love.
In every dream I see
Her gentle eyes, above.

I yearn for the day
That she beckons to me
And shows me the way
To a future to be.

Who is she?
The woman I love.
In every dream I see
Her gentle eyes, above.

A woman to live for.
A feast for my eyes.
Will she open her door
And end my goodbyes?

Who is she?
The woman I love.
In every dream I see
Her gentle eyes, above.
Lola_Monroe
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