Oh Caroline
In your eyes of blue I find respite!Blonde hair never smelled sweeter than honey in the treesbefore I met youYour lips I have kissed in my mind a time or twobut feeling your heartbeat next to mine‘’not yet’’ you whisper‘’Ok.’’I reply.I would keep myself chaste for you for twenty six more yearsJust as long as you say Sweet darling that you will be mineAll mine!
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