My Sweet
Look into my eyes, my sweet, see the love I feel… Take me into your arms, my sweet, feel the love I feel… Follow me into oblivion, my sweet, for it is love, in the air… Take my hand; walk with me, my sweet… Do you feel it? THAT is what love feels like… Stand before me, my sweet; allow love, to flow freely between us… Hear that sound in my voice, my sweet? That is love that speaks… There is a quiver I feel, as I hold your hand; as I place my arms about you; as I see as I gaze into your eyes; as I hear as you speak… Love has created that quiver… Love… We feel… In time… Will grow and that shall continue… And in time, become everlasting… Come with me, my sweet, allow love, to know us… You are mine… I am yours… Forever… © Jonathan Wikkins November 2nd, 2001 Revised February 11, 2008 All Rights Reserved Written November 2nd, 2001 Revised February 11, 2008 © on Nov 02 2001 02:18 AM PST, David Michael Shurtleff love
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