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Nights Enough There never will be nights enough With your hands on me in candleight With my lips tracing love Along every delicate curve There is a hunger of you Ever unsated You come to me a sweet taste Like summer berries You sing to me new songs Like just-born birds You breathe in me new life Like warm winds And from this gentle time One wish I hold To always watch the dawn trace gold Within your emerald eyes |
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