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My World Come join me in my world It really does exist. Hold my hand and come with me Please... don't resist.  My world is a fantasy Filled with beautiful dreams. Visions of rainbows and stars And dancing under the moonbeams. My world is alive with melodies And colored in red and golds of Fall. The air is crisp, the sky is blue Close your eyes and you can have it all. I can smell the sweet fragrance of roses Pink, yellow, white and red. When you touch me I'm on fire From my feet up to my head. When you make love to me I feel as beautiful and free as a butterfly. I am consumed with ecstasy My heart soars from beneath the sea to the sky. Darling, stay with me in my world Come with me beneath the deep blue sea. So deep no one will ever find us. Come with me... Dream with me... Love me Joanne Murray Vereb This poem and page were Created With Love for You by Joanne/GabbiAsh 
April 22, 2002 
Joanne in Dreamland© Feel free to send any of my pages out but please send them as they were made. To take any part separate would constitute copyright infringement. Thank You  Thanks for Visiting My Page |
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