Keith Allen Scalf
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Repose
Laying softly on your pillow
Is your sweetly nestled ear
That hears my lips whisper
Yes, my darling I am near
As the sun is slowly painting
Crimson roses onto the sky
Bless me with a gift of tulips
Yes, my darling-- here am I
Soon passion will enfold us
In our sanctuary of delight
As the moon disposes allure
Oh, dear angel-- hold me tight!
Then, we-- with tender mercies
Will be each others strength
Lace and leather bound together
Yes, my love-- forever linked
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