Your Love
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Your words are the sweetest melodies
That echo inside my brain
Your love is a metaphor on a gondola
Flowing through my veins
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Let me tell you a little secret. My beautiful Tangled Weeds is asleep right now, but she asks me to prepare breakfast for her everyday (meaning a sweet good morning message). I wanted to start her Sunday with this little surprise so she knows I was thinking and missing her.
Photo credit: You know the drill.