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Loves Passion (Monchielle)Loves passion holds me tight Whilst we dance 'neath the moon I'm surrounded by love We gaze at the water Given from God above. Loves passion holds me tight As I feel a tear slip He brushes it away Remembering first kiss He gave to me that day. Loves passion holds me tight While we are making love Silk bed sheets cover us The sun peers through windows You kiss leaves me breathless. Loves passion holds me tight Before he says goodbye Quickly as the wind blew You were gone from my arms I knew our love was through. Copyright Cynthia Jones Nov.5/2005 Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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