Gordon D Wilkinson Biography

A woman is a strange and fanciful creature
One at times is too much, and two impossible
They flit from subject to subject without a breath
Expect you to hear every instruction not knowing your deaf
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As we crawl into bed after such a long day
Clasping my hands around your waist, kiss you and say
Honey I missed your voice and smile
Can we just lay here and talk awhile
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Laying here in the bath just soaking
I saw that gleam in your eyes, they were smoking
Passion oozing from every pore
Slipping in with me once more
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When we kiss, I will tell you this
My heart fills up with pure bliss
Loving you the way I do
You can be sure it is so true
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I can see but am not there
Here so close to the suns glare
Deep in the mists of the galaxy
Weightless to infinity
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