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1 january 2012

poetry

CARLE
CARLE

CAN EVER THERE BE MORE

So tender is the night
when you lie love with me
when all the world is still
and the clock says half past three

I look upon your woman face
you gave your world to me
sleeping sound and peacefully
dreams of love for me

gently I kiss your lips
and thrill at thoughts of more
I love you so much it seems
can ever there be more?

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