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All that I Love -2007

All that I love,

Your body curled against mine,

The smell of lavender,

The dove calling from the yard might be lost today. 

All that I love today,

The curl of the cats tail,

The smell of candles burning.

The birds singing in the apple tree might be lost tomorrow.

 All that I loved yesterday,

Your breath on my neck,

The smell of the garden leaves,

The white lillies in the vase might be lost forever .

◄ She's in the Sea - written in Ireland 2002

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