Waah!
Pure Joy!
that’s what you are.
You smell of a rose
in wet, smooth skin and
cool, soft breath
With warmth,
you fill my world and
paint my life with glow
you move
as if you run
with these soft, small toes,
Once more,
Ouch!
you have kicked my nose,
And then you give me that sweet grin?
Oh babe!
I love this smile
Come on,
let me hold you,
this is no time to cry
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