By Mirabeau
Date: 16 December 2000
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I never met another soul
that seemed filled with the same moments
the same words,
the same intensity of spirit.
And then you were there
having taken my hands in your own,
and with almost no hesitation,
took my mouth with utter tenderness
and pure adoration
until I had no choice at all
but to love you.
Where have you been my love---
and why did it take a life
to find you?
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