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Aug 2015
She sleeps.
She wakes.
She makes love.

She sits.
She sips
Her coffee.
She reads.
She weeps;
She remembers
Her first love.

She remembers
Every detail,
Every moment,
Every touch,
Aroma,
Taste,
Sight
And sound,
Every kiss,
Every beat
Of her heart...

©Jack Aylward,
11/10/04
Jack Aylward
Written by
Jack Aylward  41/M/Scotland
(41/M/Scotland)   
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