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Nights With You
Oh, how you wear your hair,
As the earth wears the leaves on her trees.
Oh, how you whisper you care.
It feels like a cool summer breeze.
At night, when you call my name, so sweet,
I close my eyes to feel our lips meet.
My vows to you that I repeat
Make me feel as one with the earth.
I'll hold you, my love,
Like the sky holds the clouds above,
Like the desert holds the mountains tight,
Like the sea holds the land and the moon holds the light,
Still to let it shine your love
As it lights the sky above.
Richard C. Hayner
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