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Craving your touch
So wanted to confide my bride to be
wanted to confide her with my plea
something somewhat top secret or classified
when both we were sitting at the riverside
but the words i wanted to whisper her
departed from my mouth like in a blur
i couldn't reveil this under the crescent moon
I suppose i will have to tell it to her very soon
I was so craving her kiss, her touch
at that instant i did not need so much
but i am in love also with someone else, somewhere else
as a matter of fact, I can't think of anything else.
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