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~ In The Still Of The Night
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In the still of
the night
Is when I need you most
Desiring your loving arms
To cuddle and hold me close.
'Tis in the still of the night
All of me, for you yearns
With just a thought of you
With passion, my heart burns.
The feel of your sweet lips
So softly touching mine
Becomes as intoxicating
As the best of the finest wine.
~*~
Elizabeth Ann Biggs © 2006
Poems From My Heart
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