Your kisses this morning were soft and sweet,
the taste of goodbye heavy on my tongue.
I could smell the sorrow;
zinnia blooms hiding your eyes.
Find a sprig of baby's breath
to remember our truth:
everlasting love cannot be smothered by distance.
Jun 6, 2016
Jun 6, 2016 at 8:50 AM UTC
Your kisses this morning were soft and sweet,
the taste of goodbye heavy on my tongue.
I could smell the sorrow;
zinnia blooms hiding your eyes.
Find a sprig of baby's breath
to remember our truth:
everlasting love cannot be smothered by distance.
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