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Nov 2019
Love is brushing my lips across sweetheart's lips.
Love is touching my fingertips with sweetheart's fingertips.
Love is slow dancing holding sweetheart so very tight.
Even though I have never been to heaven.
I'm in heaven tonight.
Written by
Lamar Cole
48
   Aquilla
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