Books About Our Love

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When I touch my hand to the earth, I touch you.

When I gaze with wonder into the sky, I see you.

When the wind blows my hair across my face, it is your touch I feel.

When the sun pierces my eye and wraps me in warmth,

Two hearts collide and your arms envelop me.

He becomes the sun.

I become the moon.

I could write books about our love.

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