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Most of allA wish of tomorrows that may come The joys of a song that waits to be sung A future so bright that it pales the sun In these dreams... I love you most of all A touch to dry your tears away A soft caress as if to say Our love grows stronger day by day With these hands... I love you most of all A loving look to reassure A seductive glance, two hearts endure An innoncence so sweet and pure Through these eyes... I love you most of all A heartbeat that echoes the soul within A love so new as each day begins A passion so deep felt for only him From this heart... I love you most of all. ~THE FLOWING PEN~ Vote for this poem
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