Page 1, when love visit, it gently makes its way to the heart

your eyes

cast upon my face

your look, so tender

so gentle

your lips

on mine it rest

 tasting, lingering,

so tender

so gentle

your hands

on bare skin they play

soft as a feather

so tender

so gentle

your arms

enfolding my entirety

your hold, so close yet

so tender

so gentle

your voice

as you say my name

a sweet caress

so tender

so gentle

your body

in mine, a song it compose

obeying its rhythm

so tender

so gentle

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