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My hands they are clean, when I am around you
sweet you are like caramel on a lit candle,
your skin smooth and soft, like cotton and silk fabric,
lay with me my dear,
and we shall talk of moon and star alike,
and in the morning; we shall talk of sun and cloud alike.
In nature, my dear, you are beautiful, as a nightingale
singing loving songs outside my window at night,
as Romeo stumbling along Juliet's balcony,
and sharing a kiss to kiss of loving romance
under a silvery moon and bright, twinkling stars.
Yes you are the one my love,
and when I am around you,
no lies shall come between you and I,
for my hands they are clean when I am around you
my sweet and loving angel.
.2.25.2014.
Copyright © Chris Boskovski | Year Posted 2014
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