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My love
by Sandra Gaither
The eyes hold the deepest of seas.
The lips...
The softest satin.
His tongue...
Liquid fire.
With his arms of steel,
He holds me in his tight embrace.
His words and voice...
Music to my ears.
His heart beat...
A rhythmic lullabye that
enchants me to sleep.
His love...
Is my heart.
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