Gentle touchings, of one’s soul
Has the power, to help let go
Last hidden embers, of life’s pain
Driven deep, with venomous fangs
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Slow dancing, with a kind hearted
Chance encounter, yet pre-ordained
Lifting of weights, drowning my soul
Your joy of life, freed it’s bondage
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Carefree laughter, infectious glee
Like slow dancing, within a dream
While barefoot walking, upon my heart
You gave my life, a fresh new soul
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