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'save Room'
I remember. You threw a few solid jabs at this dusty, old couch. I began to cough. (I even choked once or twice in this dust-filled air that you created.) This is where I felt safe. Actually, I felt the safest. With all of your flaws, your stubbornness, and Heaven! your smile... I miss the taste. Our memories created warm colors of harmony. I’ll never feel again. But I long to hear your song again. You were a total mystery, but my favorite person. The curiosity - alone - caressed my skin. (I had much smoother skin.) Ah! It always felt right - right here. We would always escape into our perfect forestry wonderland. We kissed and then we danced each morning. I was free enough to write - right here. But it was in the dead of night, where we blossomed as one. The power of your love moved me. I remember. It was undeniable and so overwhelming. But how did nearly twenty years pass us by? (This dusty, old couch filled me with such wonder.) To my dear, sweet John, I know why we 'save room'. I know now. Please save this room - for my love.
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