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DelightfulDelicate and gentle are the snowflakes that kiss my cheek, warm is the caress of the sun upon my shoulder, and sweet is the rain that delightfully whispers in my ear. Soft and demure is the dew that playfully tickles my soul, cool is the soft breeze that blows through my heart, and delightful is the silken web of love that has been spun round my life. Donavon Scott Vinson Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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