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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
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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