Tender Moments

Touch of a hand, kiss on the cheek.

Whisperings of sweet nothings, eyes of adoration.

Make me smile, make me happy.

Make me grin, make me silly.

To you I dedicate this, a show of appreciation.

To you I give this, a gift of reciprocation.

Once again, a touch of a hand.

Once more, a pleasing thought.

Send me love, send me flowers.

Send me hope, send me peace.

For a while longer, a touch of a hand.

Whisperings of sweet nothings.

To me, you are no longer nothing.

 

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