Dennis A. Burke
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And I'Ll Be There
Whisper my name, in the night,
and I'll be there, to hold you tight.
I'll steal away, with the coming of dawn;
when shines your skin, with light of morn.
But till then, our lips be pressed;
and the softness of you, be carressed.
Any night, it shall be arranged;
even though, seasons may change.
Winter snow finds my footprints, leading to you,
summer finds my garments, kissed with morning dew.
Moon and stars, see me in spring;
tiptoe in autumn, 'round sleeping things.
Though lighting flash, and thunder roll;
I'll be there, heart and soul.