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Enough to know your name
My lips sip kisses from your brightest flower,
I bow my head before I take your hand.
The traces left by our summer hours
have given grace to eyes that watch you stand.
Our moments shout like noises in the street,
you turn your smile and light up each day.
our paving stones are petals for your feet,
they follow me to arms that hold your sway.
You're dancing barefoot in our morning dew,
I lose myself in whispered words so soft.
My every moment seems to breathe through you
and I will find you every time you’re lost.
Your sweetest kiss makes me wake again,
my life’s embrace only knows your name.
I bow my head before I take your hand.
The traces left by our summer hours
have given grace to eyes that watch you stand.
Our moments shout like noises in the street,
you turn your smile and light up each day.
our paving stones are petals for your feet,
they follow me to arms that hold your sway.
You're dancing barefoot in our morning dew,
I lose myself in whispered words so soft.
My every moment seems to breathe through you
and I will find you every time you’re lost.
Your sweetest kiss makes me wake again,
my life’s embrace only knows your name.
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