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Love and all that I often miss your lips,
I often miss your kiss,
I also miss your touch,
That oh! so sexy hug,
Your cheeks brushing past mine,
Your warm breath which takes me to cloud nine,
I miss your hand on my waist,
Your smell, your taste,
Your eyes looking into mine,
As intoxicating as wine,
The hair on your chest,
On which I can rest my head,
I miss that grip of yours,
That masculine smell of yours,
But what I miss the most,
Are the words you never spoke,
"Please walk into my life,
Please be my wife!"
