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Storms Of Love....Heroic Sonnet Let thunder roll from the clouds above They shall not halt sweet dreams of love When lightening flashes across the sky Shall ne-er distress of passions so high Let the storms above crash to the ground Heavens that open to loves sweet sound There is nothing at all shall ever compare With the ecstasies that both lovers share Hot is the night that teases their senses Weak is the heart that has no defenses Why fight this act of natures pleasure Love shall suffer with half the measure But shall never halt oppresive pressure Moments recalled remains a treasure. |
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