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Morning Sonnet....Free Sonnet What is it I think of you? Each morn I wake I see your look, Your hair unkempt, Sleep still in your eyes, Wondering, still half mystified. I look at you and see your smile. I touch you and your smile beguiles. What is it I say that makes you smile? You reach out and touch me I need say no more. Instead we kiss and make love And the day begins as it should Once again our life moves on, With love on which to build upon. |
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