Your love lingers like morning mist,
hugging the trees at dawn,
neither rushing nor retreating,
simply staying,
so close I can almost breathe it in.
I ask myself,
why would I ever
wish to be anywhere else,
when your love is the air I live in?


Your love lingers like morning mist,
hugging the trees at dawn,
neither rushing nor retreating,
simply staying,
so close I can almost breathe it in.
I ask myself,
why would I ever
wish to be anywhere else,
when your love is the air I live in?
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