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Feb 2019
When my eyes slowly open each morning
My thoughts are only of you,
What dreams do I dream when I'm sleeping
Sweet dreams the whole night through.

The sensuous sound of your voice
As it caresses my mind with love,
The gentle caress of your touch
Feather-soft moving down from above.

The soft flowing curves of your body
The sunlit smile on your face,
Your eyes they show my destiny
For my love you hold my fate.
Robert Marshall
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Robert Marshall  64/M/Sydney Australia
(64/M/Sydney Australia)   
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