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Jun 2015
to be yours would be a Sunday morning
sipping on a favorite tea
watching as everything became veiled in stillness

to have your love would be a summer night
stolen stars and kiss soaked memories
surrounded by the inevitable sunrise

but to have both
oh, to have both
that could be nothing but a dream
if only a love like that existed
Hayley Cusick
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Hayley Cusick  30/F/Portland
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