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Jul 8
It's you that I think of in my everyday tasks,
Why do I think of you? you may ask.
Baby, it’s because you mean the world to me,
High above the world, you see.
It's you everywhere with me,
I’m more than I used to be.  Checking the mail, I instantly think of you,
Over a coincidence, it may seem too true,
But baby, I instantly think of you.
I hear a song that burns in my soul,
A kind of burning that will never grow old.
It brings my heart such joy and a smile to my face,
I think of you in the moment we heard it, picturing us in that space.  Seeing things on a store shelf as I pass by,
Little things, like something I’ve seen you buy.
It’s you everywhere when I drive past a place we’ve been together,
Like the sweet kisses we’ve shared in a parking lot—those stay with me forever.
I could list the ways you come to my thoughts so clear.
But baby, there’s not enough room to hold a candle to what I truly hold dear.
RL😘
Leanne
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Leanne  40/F/United States
(40/F/United States)   
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