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Your heart is a house with open doors,

And I will gladly come home

 

To the aroma of tomato and basil

Lingering on your breath,

 

To the warmth of a fire

Crackling in your embrace,

 

To the sweetness that settles

In your eyes,

 

To the heaven of your hug

And the comfort of your kiss.

 

This is all I have.
This is all I need.

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