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My beautiful Deb,
In Cairns out at sea,
I hold out my hand,
One day, come back to me.

We both love sunshine,
Hardly ever the rain,
Both reaching for love,
Not wanting the pain.

Not going in blindly,
Nor seeing without fear,
Having you love me,
Would top off my year.

I really do want you,
Meaningful and true,
For the one that I need,
Absolutely is You.

Fletch©2010

This poem was written/submitted by Fletch.