My Angel |
| by Steve Beaudry |
Your dark flowing hair does tickle my nose,
after you kiss me when I give you a rose.
Your sweet blue eyes send my mind in motion;
they remind me of the sparkle of sun in the ocean.
your calm gentle voice always brings me a smile;
It is so sad we may only talk for a while.
I want to sit and hold you forever,
for that is a memory I long to endeavor.
The touch of your soft gentle hands against mine
send wonderful chills along my spine.
My dreams to be with you have finally come true,
For now I will never want to let go of you.
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