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I love the smell of
Sagebrush scented
Prairie reminding me
Of our camping trips.

I love the taste of
Your secret garden flavor
Eating, savoring
Its juices.

I love the look
You used to give me
All the time and
What it said.

I love the feel
Of your beauty
Inside out
Its highs and lows.

I love to listen
To you as your head
Falls asleep here on
My chest.

Most of all
I love missing you.