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Happy Boy, Happy Girl


A walk at evening with the girl I love, To hold her hand and glide along. My feet feel light as willow leaves, Lifted by her mind at ease. Slowly walking Listen, watching Colors soften Kisses often eyes brighten Stresses lighten Tender glances from dark pearls, I would walk the entire world. Stars, hinting fire-light first beams The girl is something from a dream. A pause, a kiss, a touch of her skin, silken cloth from golden spin Heart filled, contented, love encompassed with piercing peace. A walk in perfect silence, no need to speak. She knows my thoughts, my heart unfolding, My eyes tell her all, she, full of knowing. I am hers, no other exists, A lifes devotion, to love like this. Future joy Happy boy Loving girl She's my world Loving me Hope to be Lifted, soaring, wing-ed bliss, To love another such as this Does she really understand, The raging ardor that i have? All the day I've yearned for touch Anticipation, feelings gush. Home again and content embrace Her body warm, my fingers trace Wanting, kissing Love-fires hissing She draws near Want fulfilled Toes curl Happy girl.
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