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May 2010
Smooth and cool as pebbles cast upon the sand
The unique essence of your voice I hear
Echoing through my spirit triumphantly in command
Of every bit of resistance I have near

The deepest pools of heaven are that of which I see
Each time I gaze into your eyes
I find I am drowning in your victorious glance
While stripping myself bare of all my pride

Such sweet anticipation that glows into a flame
The very sight of your hands ignites in me
Evoking melodic recollections of immense pleasure  
If not felt, one would never believe

So heavenly is the beauty that I hear and I see
Yet, that which I love the most stands apart
You are the most magnificent man that I‘ve ever known
But most of all, I love your beautiful heart
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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Neva Flores Varga Smith
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Neva Flores Varga Smith  53/F/Rochester NY
(53/F/Rochester NY)   
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