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FEBRUARY FLAMES: DAY 19: WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES, WHEN I CLOSE MY EYES

FEBRUARY FLAMES: DAY 19:   WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES,  WHEN I CLOSE MY EYES

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  • FEBRUARY FLAMES: DAY 19
  • WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES, 
  • " WHEN I CLOSE MY EYES..."

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Every hours of darkness

When I close my eyes,

You fill my heart with joy,

 During every daybreak

When I open my eyes,

Your celestial image appears

As the first in my mind mirror

 More than just a day dream,

I am in love with you - of that I'm sure,

but I want to hold you,

 to kiss you,

and adore you.

If you'll be mine,

You'll make me the

 Happiest man in this world,

 if you turn me away,

 I'll be dying. But either way,

You'll always be the

Greatest love of all

that I've ever had.

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BY

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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Valerie Lynn

Aww this is sweet!! Lovely write Williamsji!! 

You fill my heart with joy,

 During every daybreak

When I open my eyes,

Your celestial image appears

As the first in my mind mirror

 More than just a day dream,

Val ♥️

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