Your touch is like a gentle breeze,
That softly soothes my soul.
Your love is like a melody,
That makes my heart feel whole.
Of all the stars up in the sky,
There's none as lovely as your eye.
Your gentle touch, your tender kiss,
I can't resist, I can't dismiss.
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