Love Poem
I live in you, you live in me;
We are two gardens haunted by each other.
Sometimes I cannot find you there.
There is only the swing creaking, that you have just left,
Or your favourite book beside the sundial.
Douglas Dunn
I live in you, you live in me;
We are two gardens haunted by each other.
Sometimes I cannot find you there.
There is only the swing creaking, that you have just left,
Or your favourite book beside the sundial.
Douglas Dunn
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