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Roses are red, violets are blue,
Sand between my toes, clouds shaped like you.
The wind against the surf, a blowing in my face.....
Your fingers in my hair, wringling hands in my
lace.
A light whispering breeze through the curtains, sweet light
rays of sun on the bed.
The blue moon is coming bright, angels at rest on your head.
Cat paws on the roof top, rain across the tin.
Your loving arms around me, and the morning comes again.
A child's laughter on the playground. Close and protected in
their mothers arms.
A ride upon a speed boat, a taste of your many charms.
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