The Power Of Love
The emotions, the feelings, the fullness of heart
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She softly runs her finger down the back of his arm,
Smiling as his tiny hairs stood on end, liking it to a thousand caterpillar legs,
She holds her breath as he gently stirs, a moan escaping his parted lips,
As he rises from the deepest slumber, his sigh one that quietly begs.