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No More Tears For Me........

Now you bring me flowers!

When you used to give me kisses...

I still feel your warm caress ,

In all its love ,in its tenderness.

When we were lovers , 

Mere teenagers, in a summers sun.

Now you're middle aged, 

and your youths ......

blossomed .

But all this while ,

I've never aged .......

My memories are fresh,

never have been forgotten.

Now you bring me flowers!

When I used to give you kisses..... 

I can still see your smile.

Giajl © Jim Love