Your Lips Speak Soft Sweetness Your Touch A Cool Caress


Poem
Rex A Williams

Never Have I Fallen

Your Lips Speak Soft Sweetness
Your Touch A Cool Caress
I Am Lost In Your Magic
My Heart Beats Within Your Chest

I Think Of You Each Morning
And Dream Of You Each Night
I Think Of Your Arms Being Around Me
And Cannot Express My Delight

Never Have I Fallen
But I Am Quickly On My Way
You Hold A Heart In Your Hands
That Has Never Before Been Given Away


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