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Love

Your lips fit perfectly on mine I miss the way you laugh I want your hips in line under mine The way our hands were made for each other's I can't sleep without your warmth This love aches Only when I've gone away It's only been a couple of days I miss the French smirk you make I wish I could bring your kisses with me Like the ones I always take You mean the world to me I would give you the earth if it was mine I see when you look at the mirror If you could only see the beauty it holds when you stand in front of me

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