Category : English Poetry
Though I Find Myself Absorbed In Music,
Lost In Thought,
Smiling In Meditation, With The Drifting Of The Clouds,
Still I Think Of You,
Happy At The Thought Of When We Will Next Meet.
For Never Is The Air So Sweet,
As When Each Breath, Is Taken,
In And Out,
In Your Presence.
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