The Night
You shine..shine brighter than the moonlight...
Your tresses wave in the cold air....
The loose shirt you wore of mine...
The way you looked couldn't bear....
The way you laughed in the blue...
Your curves and edges always attracted me towards you...
I wished to touch the very soul of yours....
It was like the soul and the body in a war...
Either loses the victory will be ours....
No matter how deep are the scars...!

He felt, before he learned anything about where she came from, that the photograph had made them one.

My great love is my home county of Cornwall, I love to sit and watch people enjoying themselves on the beaches and in the harbour towns of Cornwall.

Written By John Dyer

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