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Dec 2018
without you time is endless,
my heart yearns for your touch,
as i draw nearer to you,
my love grows oh so much,
to feel your breath upon me,
the warmness of your skin,
to kiss your lips, caress you,
know that you are mine.
Richard Smith
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Richard Smith  47/M
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