Monday, December 10, 2007

Without You Comments

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Without you, the mundane morning clattering of the maid’s cutlery,
Is naught but senseless noise; with you, it is music-
Without you, the biting summer sun in all its glory is barely more
Than a faceless speck on the horizon; with you I dare not confuse it.
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