Our days of love
By Dale
My body it beckons for her touch, How I've never needed anyone this much. Her beauty is both visual and deep, My love it grows steady and steep. We met one day it was so long ago, Never has my love stopped to grow. She won my heart on that first night, I knew she was special from that sight. Our frienship grew quickly into love, Being with her was always first and above. After all these years I would not change a thing, The happiest day when she accepted that ring! Dedicated to: Diana Lynn By: Dale Copywrite 2002 Written April 3rd, 2002 © on Apr 03 2002 11:09 AM PST 0 • 8
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