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Oct 2014
Lieing beside her in the dark, peaceful and quite
I hear her breath
I praise the Lord for that moment
And for bringing our hearts together
For she is the most enchanting creature in the forest
And I am the luckiest boy in the world
I ponder how I adore her, and how she makes me feel
I softly weep without a sound
Overflowing with Love for her
I Watch Her Sleep
I want to go to her, to hold her in my arms
To feel her body close
To feel her heart beating, to smell her essence
But I refrain
For she is resting, and I would wake her
And to wake such magnificence from such a heavenly state
Would surely be a sin, a travesty
A selfish act for which there would be no forgiveness
So I resist, and I drift away, to a dream, to a thought
I Watch Her Sleep
Lieing beside her in the dark, peaceful and quite
Then suddenly, right before my very eyes
She becomes even more radiant, more angelic
And when the morning light christens her soft skin
And her hazel eyes open to see the world
I will be there
To kiss her face a hundred times
For she is my reason, my inspiration, the Love of my life
I Watch Her Sleep
Randy Bryte
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Randy Bryte  London, Ont.Canada
(London, Ont.Canada)   
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