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His eyes stare into my soul
seeing me for what I am.
Warm arms enfold me
holding all the strength of love.
My heart flies on wings of air
as his lips gently meet mine.
My perfect love,
my blissful memory,
my soul's other half.
Quiet talks long into the night,
whispered promises and plans;
my heart feels whole once again.
I've found my own little secret.
I found my memory come to life.
He is my world.
I only hope that someday soon
I can hold my hand in his,
lie out under the stars,
feels his arms around me once again,
and here him whisper "I love you."
Just like before, only better
because this time I'll never leave.