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| Things I Love The gentle touch of your hands Upon my old hands Your big beautiful eyes Your warm gentle smile That told me you would be around awhile Your gentle words The taste of your lips As into a dream I seemed to slip Praying never to awake I miss the way I felt When you made my heart melt For the first and last time As I lay in your arms Knowing all your charms Knowing I am here to stay For your love I long In your arms I belong Never shall I leave IcyHeart 09/10/01 |
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