The way you hold my hand,
I’ll never forget your smile,
Or your laugh that dances with mine,
How we talk late into the night,
When I’m wrapped in your arms,
That’s when I knew you stole it,
Heart, body and soul,
I’m yours.
The way you hold my hand,
I’ll never forget your smile,
Or your laugh that dances with mine,
How we talk late into the night,
When I’m wrapped in your arms,
That’s when I knew you stole it,
Heart, body and soul,
I’m yours.
Bohotea 
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Hi there, whilst I appreciate anyone coming across my blog and supporting – this is not the case and is inappropriate. Do not advertise your blog on another blog’s comments, it’s disrespectful, rude and spamming. Any further attempts and I will take steps to actively flag as spam with WordPress
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Will never do it ..thanks
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Appreciate it.
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Those were the moments,
I want them to occur repeatedly!
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You have a great way with words Biren ☺️
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Thank you, Emily! You yourself is great! 😊
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