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This Is Love
"This is love"
the wind whispers,
as it passes through
the window,
and waves through
the curtains.
"This is love"
so says the wind,
in the goosebumps
of our bare skin,
"This is love"
I whisper with the
last wind of my
breath,
dying to stillness,
to the calm of the
breeze,
after I have made love
to you...
"This is love"
