My Lover*
The blend of my Love with my heart, satisfies
No reason ever to break away and make it lie
It is filled like a cup filled with deep rich wine
Smooth to the lips and taste of gentleness so fine
May my Love ever increase many times over
And you will be satisfied as well, my Lover
Dom*Colucci 2011
Where were you when I was always here?*
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