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Mar 2016
Oh, my dear love
do you know what you do to me?
Such beauty I once thought
could only live in my dreams.
Oh, your haunting ****** frame
that has the power
to drive any man insane with desire.
Oh, queen of my ****** dreams
within me you create such fantasies
no one shall ever know.
Save one my love
if  only I could hold you
in my loving arms.
Oh, you my love
with eyes the color of the endless blue sky,
How I could become lost
in those endless blue eyes.
And oh how your lovely hair
that hangs on your shoulder
like a flowing stream of gold.
Oh, how you trap me
in those flowing locks of gold.
Oh, how I would give
all the worlds wealth
to posses those locks of gold.
Written by
Olan Douglas Webb
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   Ash Rose and Got Guanxi
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