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A love until death.
Submitted:Jul 24, 2007 Reads: 363 Comments: 12 Likes: 5
You are my treasured boy,
She said, the joy
Of my heart;
The part
That is my soul,
The whole
Point of being
And seeing
The sight of you
Each day if for a few
Hours or moment's touch.
You are my all too much;
The darling, the only one;
My kiss and tell; my fun
And life, my breath
And breathe,
If you leave,
You are my death.
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Other writing by Terry Collett MOLLY'S FINAL DAWN. WESTMINSTER BRIDGE. 1947. Humphrey Hoblinski's Way. The Girls Of Winter. TURN OUT THE LIGHT. CLAIRE'S PINK NURSERY
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