Steve Gillette - Many The Times

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Many the times I’ve watched her
Many the times I’ve seen
Her face comes to me in slumber
The golden of dreams
Many the times I’ve heard her
Gentle, like evening birds
Saying soft lover’s vows
The golden of words
Many the times I’ve kissed her
Sweet, like silver wine
Felt her body pressed to mine
The golden of times
Many the times I’ve held her
Her head all on my breast
Together there to dream awhile
The golden of rest
Together there to dream awhile
The golden of rest