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Post by larsenmcallirhoe on Dec 2, 2012 5:28:14 GMT -5
Poem, Sweet Dreams Slowly sipping wine thinking about you and the cold wind is blowing on my face. Touching you with my soul as a river of words flows from my heart allowing my blood stream to unite with yours. Dreaming of you is the only thing that makes my breath soar to the tallest mountain and the highest cloud roaming in the free sky. The sun is shining on you, but it really my love that is keeping you warm. I sing you my song the tune that it is telling you I am in love with you. Yes it is nice to have sweet dreams like these.
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