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Dreams don't do her justice
nor an afternoon delight
it's those eyes that make her sparkle
when I'll be holding her tonight
the wisp upon her shoulder
and the feel of silky sheets
a craved ingrained emotion
of two souls that were meant to meet
a deepness to be conquered
as I hold her breast to breast
traversing two glistened bodies
in the morning life shall rest
it's more than a kiss of morning sunshine
or a soothing of the ear
it's written amongst the spirits
drowning out all fear
nor an afternoon delight
it's those eyes that make her sparkle
when I'll be holding her tonight
the wisp upon her shoulder
and the feel of silky sheets
a craved ingrained emotion
of two souls that were meant to meet
a deepness to be conquered
as I hold her breast to breast
traversing two glistened bodies
in the morning life shall rest
it's more than a kiss of morning sunshine
or a soothing of the ear
it's written amongst the spirits
drowning out all fear
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