“Who am I but a millionaire of love.” That is what I whisper to my darling one In her sleep I gently breathe her essence in and smile Knowing we must never part in this life No, not yet It seems I can soar aloft in her eyes Flying so high I wake the very clouds Up above My little dove the constant star of love She twinkles so brightly smiling with joy In her heart True

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