i pulled a chair
i let you sit on my lap
nursing your sorrow
leaning your head
on my shoulder
mumbling a few
i’m rubbing your back
feeling your warmth
smelling perfume
diffusing to thin air
so sweet to stop
enjoying moment
door close, window clear blinds
behind me beautiful wall painting
of daffodils hill at full bloom
overlooking autumn tree
from time to time leaf falling
like me with you dreaming
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