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What I Miss
While I miss
You so very much
I am lucky to keep
Memories of our first times
The first time
We danced - kissed -
Held each other tight
The night we watched stars move
We were on the beach
On our backs on blankets
Talking for hours
Watching the stars
Before stars I saw
Just seemed fixed
With you I realized
They moved
Science tells me
It's the earth that moves
That night on the beach
I'm sure the stars moved
poem
by
Tom J. Mariani
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