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Jun 2016
His eyes oh his eyes
They’ll make you kneel
They’ll make you fly
They’ll make you reach the starry skies
Oh his eyes his honest eyes

His lips oh his lips
The softest touch
The finest kiss
They’ll make you dream of endless bliss
Oh his lips his sweetest lips

His voice oh his voice
Making thunders
Causing storms
It will leave your heart without a choice
Oh his voice his tender voice

As I close my eyes and fall asleep
I let my dreams take me to him
Copyright Afrodita Nestor
Afrodita Nestor
Written by
Afrodita Nestor  Vienna, Austria
(Vienna, Austria)   
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