I look for you, smell your shadow
Go to find you where you sit,
Read books under the tree,
Drinking black coffee alone;
I see you; I feel the air that you breathe........ i dont know why? ? love is a mystery. you caught in this disease called love which is a mystery. liked your lines expressive of your heart full of desire. tony
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I look for you, smell your shadow Go to find you where you sit, Read books under the tree, Drinking black coffee alone; I see you; I feel the air that you breathe........ i dont know why? ? love is a mystery. you caught in this disease called love which is a mystery. liked your lines expressive of your heart full of desire. tony