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Sunday, January 10, 2016

Love At All Times

It was morning
And I loved
Your steps
Feeling the strength of the earth
In a steady breeze

It was daylight
And I loved
Your hand
Resting on your forehead
In a thought

It was night
And I loved
Your smile
Hesitating
Towards the stars

It was us
And I loved
Your unbearable joy

It's the end
And I love
Your silent memory
Alice Baudoin
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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Manonton Dalan 10 January 2016
hmmmm I wish I could have that ..would be awesome
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Alice Baudoin 10 January 2016
:)
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