No Words Spoken
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Tip-toed footsteps, enters the room,
Eyes tight closed, refuse to move.
Light sweet scent, of Jasmine perfume,
Soft touching hands, bowed gift, approved!
Written By: Sarita A. Milliner © 11/30/15
Copyright © Sarita Milliner | Year Posted 2015
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