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Posted to Action Poetry

theSun shines thru window
Dances upon your pillow
Upon your Face
Sweet Silohuette
in shadow of gold
Our love is warm
like the Sun
Shone bright and clear
When i look at You
In your soft, subtle sleep
the Sun paints its picture
Yes Our Love is warm,
so warm...

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