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Upon my shoulder
her head rests,
the wind teases
her hair;
Her scent calms me,
takes me away
from the world
and it’s cares.

The warmth of her arms
around me,
comforts and
soothes;
True love is found
in wisdom,
not in youth.

Our bodies close,
beneath the moon,
her soft light,
a beacon;
Two hearts, one love
a lifetime
to reckon.

 


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