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falling rain.

He held her hand,
within falling rain,
His arms around her,
To heal her pain,
Her head resting,
upon his heart,
An instant connection,
From the start,
As they stood within the rain,
Daylight turned to nightfall,
Lost within each other,
No care in life at all,
Within those frozen moments,
He taught her about the stars,
His soothing voice,
removing all her scares,
With his hand in hers,
And hers within his,
Her mind began to remember,
Her heart began to sing,
As they stood in timeless,
Surrender,
No more sadness within her eyes,
They danced amongst the stars ,
Within the night skies,
There hearts beating,
together as one,
Dancing in loving union ,
Until the rising morning sun.

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Ravindra Kumar

Trust is only the key of every riddle, it does not mean our proceeding is to the point deft firmness required "He held her hand, within falling rain,"..declares demand of love,..."They danced amongst the stars, Within the night skies, There hearts beating, together as one, Dancing loving union, Until the rising morning sun."..confirms positive proceedings..nothing bad..lovely and sweet verse..I like...xx Ravindra Kumar xx

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AUTHOR WILLIAMS...

Nardine,

Love and happiness goes hand in hands, where as Life and sorrows always deviates and go some other ways, My applause, My vote

No more sadness within her eyes,
They danced amongst the stars ,
Within the night skies,
There hearts beating,
together as one,
Dancing in loving union ,
Until the rising morning sun.

Love

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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Nardine Sanderson

Thank you dear friend sir Williamsji much love and appreciation Nardine xoxo

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