By distant moon
Date: 2002 Nov 12
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Pauses in Conversation

And now no words need spoken,
and no doubt lingers anymore,
in all our Love's perfection.
Truly, a smile on your face,
is more than I could ask for.

Then your beauty enslaves me,
leaves me weak and wanting.
I'm a peasant in your village eager...
to see your face.  Just to see your face, again.
Everyday.

And I so love your figure,
your pauses in conversation,
and every minute of our contentment
by being together, in our Love.

You enrapture me completely, and fill me too,
Oh, I'm a simple, loving man...loving you.