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Sep 2013
she perfumes your thoughts
with the soft scents of her mind
and your vision of the day
resolves around her hand holding yours
her gaze wanders into yours
and as it laughs with carefree abandon
you loose yourself in her grey eyes
loose your soul willingly in that
wild and deep sea
she smiles as to say
the beauty of that comfort given
is just as deep and loving as what's received
its that unspoken conversation
its that sharing soul to soul
that makes life
an abundant garden of the heart
mark john junor
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mark john junor  59/M
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