We made a home out of our love...
It exploded with joy...
You could feel it...
As you walked through our door...
That love was her...
There was a sense...a happiness...
A feeling...that fell on all of us...
Of firsts...not lasts...
Everything is changed...
We simmer now...
Waiting to boil over...to explode again...
But there is no flame to ignite it...
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