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May 2010
I heard your voice,

I swear, i felt you touch me,

You sang that silly song to me,

I could smell your beautiful body,

We made love, slow,
And heartfelt,

Then fast, and frantic,

You whispered"I love you Elly",

Then,

I awoke!,

And, died,

A dream is the closest thing i'll ever get to you,

My love...
eileen mcgreevy
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