Her hair smells like rain
Delicate freckled skin
Soft cream glow
Eyes of liquid fire
Always miss you
Waiting for the right words
Maybe a tribute -- a feeling
Blurred in dreamscapes
The miracle of touching you
Somewhere deeper than imagination
With eyes open or closed
My heart forever yours
My soul finds you every day
Holds you late at night
My heart beats slower
It's expression of existence
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