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Us


I don’t see her too much,

But when I do, I’m so in love.

When I need her, she’s in touch.
She’s like a gift from up above.

We hang from time to time.

We go to the beach or watch games.

Her smile is so sublime.

I comfort her when she’s shamed.

We have times when we need space.

Still, I never hold her in contempt.

We come back and embrace.

Then we give love another attempt.

She keeps me on my feet.

And I do the same for her.

Her love is something so sweet.

Every day, it makes my heart stir.

 

 

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