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Jun 2014
Remember here, we first made love?
I asked you, why do you love me?
Was it again, to break my heart;
In our secluded place, under this tree?

Your face, I saw in shadows of night,
And smiling that smile, just for me
The promises made, the love we shared..
I asked again, why do you love me?

I hurried in moonlight, to surprise tonight;
Your love, summoned on every breeze
Now tell me why ─ beneath our tree..
You’re loving her! And didn’t, expect me!
love
Dom
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