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Jan 2015
On an early summer day
I brought wine and wild flowers
to your sun washed kitchen.

You turned and smiled your
"love you so..." smile and
pressed a fresh strawberry
to my lips!

Then you kissed me and
we shared the sweet taste.
M... I always see your sweet face in my mind when I am writing poetry.
Written by
ulflyr69  Maine
(Maine)   
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