I was alone
When I went sleeping
Yesterday
I was in your
Arms when I woke
Up this morning
Still I cannot believe
All this you bring to
Me without taking
My liberty away from
Me nor considering me
Being a creep, a weird
One though I am
In your arms and mind
All that matters
Is the love
We share
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A original this one Martine very very nice the unexpected is expected-alone then in his arms -love is all that matters uavaniceday regards Ken e