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I remember that love…
You know the sort of love that I am talking about.
The love that radiates from your pores.
The love that fills the empty spaces in your mind.
The love that elevates you-it lifts your feet from the ground.
The love that hugs you tenderly.
The memory of the love is sweet,
Sweeter than the love itself.
©Ivie M. Eke 2016.
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