An Endless Stream of Consciousness

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Tuesday, November 16, 2004

'Your lips speak soft sweetness,
Your touch a cool caress;
I am lost in your magic,
My heart beats within your chest.

I think of you each morning,
And dream of you each night;
I think of your arms around me,
And cannot express my delight.

Never have I fallen,
But I am quickly on my way;
You hold a heart in your hands,
That has never felt this way.'

Original by Rex A. Williams, improvised by John Yeong.
yeongest 10:19 am

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