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Quietly I sit perrusing my thoughts, and wondering where you are. I'm thinking of things, we've done; things we have expounded on; and places we've been.I'm thinking of the 'just us moments'and how, somehow, there just weren't enough of them.I linger about, in these thoughts of mine, reaching through hope, that your absence, doesn't signify, by no stretch of the Imagination, Goodbye.I'm yearning, to gently stroke your face, the way I
love to do; to tenderly brush my lips.against yours; to bury my face, in your chest as you embace me, with a Love, beyond compare.And I make my escape, where ...