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Soft hours Whisper and Sigh,

Breathing Quietly through the Night,

Sweet Music to my Rapt attention,

Like Angels winging in ascension

From this place of want and greed

To a realm Beyond expression of need.

Lilting Symphony Subtle and Pure,

Stirring my Longing for more

And More,

Listening in the Quietest Hours,

This Unintentional Mesmeric Power;

How Your Softest Breath Beguiles;

How Your Whisper Prompts Smiles;

How my Heart will never Deny,

As the Soft Hours Whisper and Sigh!

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~Morgan~

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