If I have asked him once he
has heard no less than a thousand
'why do you love me?
Is it because the spring is warm on my lips?
The summers heat in my touch? '
I have loved you for so long my dear.
Each moment your breath is upon mine
I receive an eternity.

Copyright 12-18-2008©®

Sarah Sisson

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