Goodnight, my love,
Tamyka Bell
Hear me as I feel these words...
The anguish of our last parting,
The anticipation of our next meeting,
And the love that lies between.
The memories have all merged
Into memories of you.
So may my dreams be sweet
And filled with your presence
As I whisper once more...
My love,
Goodnight.
13 September, 2004
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