Fragrance of sandalwood permeates the night
Gentle breezes lightly caress my body.
A Nightingale trills my melody of love.
Oh those eyes........
I'm lost in the willow green that takes me in.
M JajdelskiCampbell
Copyright September 2005
Author's comment: That's the way he got me. "Old Irish."
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