Where Did It All Begin, My Love?

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Where did it all begin, My Love? you embracing my spirit

drawing me into your essence, as if we had always known

each other? The smell of your hair, your eyes

holding infinity, I was lost in you

from the beginning. Perhaps

it was the depth of your dark brown skin,

I had never known such beauty

before you.

Where did it all begin, My Love?

I’m still lost.

     

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