On a gentle night
Sometime way back in the past
When I was your love
You held me close in the warmth of your arms
I remember your touch
The gentle and tender touch of your fragile fingers
The strokes that sent electric nerves up my sleeves
I recall the wet kisses from your lips
The sweet breath on my cheek as my heartbeat triggered
Your divine eyes had me blushing
Oh! My celestial beauty
I remember the way they shone in the bright light
The way they sparkled in the dark
It was like an angel had descended from up above
On a similar gentle night
Right in my sight
These cool breezes remind me of you
They tow me to your sacred haven
Forever leading me on, back to the gentle touch I miss!
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