You Make
R Ray Hansell
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The warmth of a summer breeze
Caresses my face
It feels as soft and gentle
As your hands upon me
The sweetness of your voice
Rings gently in my ears
Like a Sunday church bell
You always sound so good
When your lips kiss mine
They always make smile
You make the birds all sing
The skies all turn to blue
Every day that you are near me
Is always a perfect day
I know my days will stay this way
When ever you are near
© 6-10-10/RJH
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