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Whispered Words IIHe loves the way the moon's pale light, dances upon Phyllis' enchanting face, and gazes lovingly with great admiration into the deep blue stars, which are her lovely eyes. With deepest desire he takes Phyllis into his arms, pulling her warm body so close to his, taking in the intoxicating scent of her sweet perfume. Phyllis' softly and sweetly whispered words, spread through his heart like a flame burning out of control, causing him to whisper huskily into her ear, "I love you so very much my dear!" Donavon Scott Vinson Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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