Aged Hand
Trembling it holds me,
Love at each finger's end.
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Together We Once Were
Together we once were,
Holding hands in a common romance,
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Where, my love....?
A kiss,
like the sweet smell
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Poetry of Life
There she was
Before my eyes you shimmered in the moonlight
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Sara's Sigh
Lately I've been thinking,
about you more and more,
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None Have As You
None have completed my soul,
embraced my heart,
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It was three in the afternoon
When my eyes met with yours
it was three in the afternoon
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Tornado of Souls
The wind blows through my hair
as I am walking all alone
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Bec
you - the little black-haired temptress
who nightly walks my dreamscape
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A Little Too Late
It's a funny story but true;
They talk, I listen - but that's old, nothing new.
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