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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 warmth
When harmony surrounds
In your kiss
The touch
of your souls sacred lace
And then i 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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