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absolute must

A gentle touch of your hand
A kiss upon the lips makes me very weak
You look into my eyes but,
you never have to speak
Your touch is my comfort
Your embrace is my asurence
Your kiss is everything I fear when your not here
You have made me what I am an I am proud of what I am
You see I for me an me for I.
You never let go with the going gets tough
Your love is my absolute must





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