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Then You Look At Me
 


Your soul speaks to me
in soft whispers
of the gentle wind
gracing my heart
in memories of you
walk with me through the wonders of your magic
the moment we became
one being
in love
tenderly you share your spirit
with mine
unfolding into one
pure wing
of binding love

By Floreann Cawley

© 2018 Floreann Cawley (All rights reserved)

 

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