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YOU
The wind blows across my face
and it is your breath
The moonlight caresses my skin
and it is your touch
The sun warms my heart
and it is your love
The birds soar in the sky
and it is our spirits
The stars twinkle a million miles away
and it is your eyes
The river's water flows freely
and it is the rush of your blood
My fantasies are imminent
and I feel you near
All this and more, you are to me!
~� Rita Francis Sept. 1999~
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