We sleep, I dream, words come easy. I love you. Marry me. Have babies, we are soul mates, we can have everything. Ten years drift by twenty, then thirty, we are happy. We have out lasted time. A blurry fog of hours fade on and still I dream of love. You touch me tenderly, lovingly, passionately.
The sun rises, we wake, memories of words uttered before linger on thoughts of today. Remember this time, please, phrases said yesterday. We wake the sun is full. I look over,
MRW
12/15/2007
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