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Warmth
When the sunlight comes shining through
the first thing I think of is you.
The warmth it brings as it touches my skin
is as exactly as you do.
To be carressed in abundant warmth
is a gift I treasure so.
And so I welcome the sunlight
and languish it wherever I go.
If I had my choice of sunlight or you,
you know which I would choose.
I'd rather be warm from you, my love
for with you I never lose
warmth.
poem
by
Edwina Reizer
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