There's many nights I love to hold you close.
Days and hours I would miss why away.
The time, we would fill all in a nights passion.
But days after be endless with emotions and hearts fire.
Hearts felt and souls bound for the same reason.
To find Love, its pain but goodness.
My gentle kisses to your lips a desire would burn.
The touch of your life to mine be bless.
So far away you are loved in many ways.
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