This Is Where We Lay

  You’re the sweetest hello Your warm embrace The sweetest smells Softest touch Gently you cradle me Softly, as a mother would her own child Surrounding me with your love Wrapping me in your comforting arms Such a beautiful memory, but we’re now and it’s over I’ve gotten up and started my life, But I know I’ll see you again, it’s what we do It’s what I do  
This Is Where We Lay

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