It is often at ordinary moments
When I cook, ride my bike
Walk in town
Or wait in a line
The love for you,
The thought of you
just comes over me
When I think of
How you looked into my eyes
Or walked by my side
How you touched my arm lightly
and smiled
How you embraced me with tender arms
It is often at those ordinary moments
I remember those extraordinary things
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