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Mar 2016
Crisp Fall walks, skipping stones
It's the small pleasure I want to own
Take my hand, hold my heart
I loved you from the start
It's turned into more than I planned
You got my mind whirling like that fan
That cools us off as our desires rise higher
You in me baby have relit the fire

It had died long ago
But you saw into my soul
Rescued me from the dark
And gave me your heart
Now I am alive in your arms
I can't resist your charms
And those gorgeous blue eyes
They color my skys
A bright brilliant hue
No longer storms brew
I'm so in love with you!!!
Pauline Morris
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Pauline Morris  51/F/Southern Illinois
(51/F/Southern Illinois)   
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