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Aug 2014
her delicate hand did lead me away
from the setting sun and all its warm glories
took me to a place of mysteries
she silenced my velvet tongue with her smile
placed some music in the sweet summer air
pulled me into a soft dance close to
her lace and rose scented silken skin
let me loose myself in her enchantments
let me change in the warmth of her gaze
told me with a voice that sailed the breeze
like on wings of gentle butterfly's
that she could handle a rough one like me
that she could see the harsh edges disappear
if i would let her
she took her words down to whisper
asked me to take her
till the sunshine breaks the clouds
till her last willing surrender
till she would call out so lovely
that she has found who she had spent lifetime looking for
and i knew i could build a life with her too
one with words exchanged softly
one with hopes sweetest dream
with her
today
mark john junor
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mark john junor  59/M
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