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Apr 2016
From deepest ocean
to outer space
yours is the love
I can't replace

Not a setting sun
or swans majestic grace
can match the beauty
of your face

The way the moonlight
compliments your skin
to be so lovely
should be a sin

To look at you
I see perfection
I'm so glad
we made a connection

Father Time has aged you well
your very essence has me under it's spell
Never wanting to be set free
I am yours for eternity
The Lunchtime Poet
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The Lunchtime Poet
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