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You held my hands
And kissed my finger tips
And made me move round
And round till I fell over you;
To be held closer to your bosom-
Heaving hard filled with love;
I could feel the hot breathe
Of yours as you cried my name
Before my body crashed against
Yours and I vanished into you.
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