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Tomorrow (Free verse) by Quarton
All is transformed through loving you...
winter's sun is warm,
her breeze is soft against my face;
fresh-washed leaves and autumn colors,
excuse the rain.
The fog is a veil to hide our kisses
and city noises drown our sighs;
hatred is an excuse for loving,
sorrow a reason for laughter,
sadness a cause for smiling,
today, while you love me.
In a crowd, I have your laughter
and your beauty;
alone, I know the depths of your love.
How will I live with my memories,
tomorrow--when you leave me?
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