A Dream? ..
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Ten thousand times a day
To be gently touched
Lost smiles of mine
Searched, found, and made
To bloom again
Ten thousand times a day
With sweetest kisses to be marked
Ten thousand times a day
By one with sweetest soul
Of earth, that's you
My treasured man.
Then shall sit back
And have a rest
No need for measure
I'm giving back to you no less
Then ten thousand times a day
Sit tight and smile
delighted with my sweetest treat:
My love my heart my soul
All yours...
...Now...
Please hug me!
Cling tight on me:
The wood's old castle
I am now and you became
My Ivy.....
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