This was written November 11, 1971.
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You are my night of restful slumber.
You are a cool drink on the desert.
You are vision and bright colors to the man without sight.
You are a song of hope, a song of joy.
You are laughter in the eyes of children at play.
You are everything.
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You are velvet to my fingertips.
You are honey to my lips.
You are a sweet melody to my ears.
You are a rose to my nostrils.
You are the Goddess of Love to my heart.
You are everything.
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You are everything.
I am one thing.
I am yours!
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