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Jul 2017
When I see Roses in full bloom, I think of your lips. When I hear a bird singing I am reminded of your sweet voice. When I feel the soft breeze blow past me, I am reminded of your gentle touch. When I see a dark stream flowing, I am reminded of your deep Blue eyes. When the sun comes up, I am reminded of your warmth. When the moon comes out, I am reminded of how mysterious you can be. At every waking moment, I am thinking of you and I am reminded how glad that I am your in love with me.
James M Vines
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James M Vines  50/M/Atlanta Georgia
(50/M/Atlanta Georgia)   
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