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Millionaire of Love

Wake the very clouds

"Who am I but a millionaire of love."That is what I whisper to my darling oneIn her sleep I gently breathe her essence in and smileKnowing we must never part in this lifeNo, not yet It seems I can soar aloft in her eyesFlying so high I wake the very cloud...