I heard your name rise on the wind, a brief sin remembered years ago when the stories came out about us. I have to grin, thinking of the innocent conduct taken as betrayal. I close my eyes, even as many miles that separate us bring back thoughts of you, and the memory is shimmering sweet cream on my morning coffee.
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Delightful
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Thank you
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My pleasure Cheryl
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