Ww11 Somewhere In Rome
today my darling we were in flight
somewhere in rome
we flew through the night
all our faces cover we couldn't see
i however invisioned your lovely face
when the covers were removed
the silence sounded my soul grooved
this place of peace the breeze of feist
we were led to mary's bed
the mother of christ
written Mrs. Yolanda Joy Nicholsen
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