First Light by MiC Lee-Price ~
For a special Lady - who should know who she is
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First light kisses the sky, With the blush of a rose. And I await my loves arrival, For her presence soothes my soul. I long to feel her gentle touch, To hold her in my arms. To kiss her lips; to hold her hands; To taste her many charms. I know that this can not be, For we are a world apart. But just to hear her loving voice, Soothes my aching heart.
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