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Feb 2014
she dances a delicate step
and leans into the whisper of a smile sheΒ wears
simple cotton dress
with flowers blue and birds sewn in mid-flight
she spins in the island of sunlight
fallen through the tall window
fallen perfect just for her pretty feet to step on
she bounces to a stop
and giggles
after all the music hadn't even begun
she sings the first line
and it echoes through my heart like
swans and dew scented ponds on spring mornings
like dreamy thoughts of a girl just falling in love

you can taste her fresh laugh
you can feel her hopeful beauty
she steps a languid dance
into the moonlight
at the foot of our bed
and into my arms
like butterfly's in a cloudless sky
like wishes written with the touch of lovers hands
in the grandeur of the nights kiss

shes the prettiest of the pretty girls
and my world in her soft lips
and the way my name sounds like love in her voice
are we tired yet lover
can we sleep
not yet my dear haven't had enough of you tonight
haven't had near 'nuff of you my love
mark john junor
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mark john junor  59/M
(59/M)   
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