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The gentle patter of the rain
Dulls the harshness Of the day, and calls me silently, Away
Then A gossamer web of excitement descends When my thoughts turn to you ……As they inevitably do
For I find in your face A joy without bounds
In your embrace A sense,of sunshiney joy
In your kiss,the touch of your souls sacred lace
And then a return to a time, And a place long forgotten When as a young man I loved with no limit
All my heart did I give
All my power to live
To a lady like you
To do as she would with it
For smitten I am
With a Rose from the east
A Rose from the east,
The east of nowhere
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