Here
By: Joi Maree Flowers
I feel his kisses
Tickle the nap of my neck
When the wind blows
I hear his voice
Whisper in my ear
Those favorite words of Amore
I see his smile
In the brightness of the sun
As it rises above the ocean's waves
I see him
Every where I go
Even when from me he's far away
My love
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