She wore the dress
You desired,
All the stars in her gaze
I kiss your song,
it kisses my being
It wraps me in its warm robe,
Through the cold autumn nights
I kiss your song,
It kisses my being
Gotta put my daisy in my hair,
Gotta loosen my robe,
Gotta loosen my cares
Gotta put my lillies in my vase
Gotta nurture them with love
As I Kiss your song,
I kiss your song,
It kisses my being,
It kisses my soul,
It kisses my soul warm
Reynaldo Casison
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