Jan. 31st, 2012 at 9:35 PM
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An old tango--"Breathing in the scent of the rose"
"As I breathe in the scent of the rose,
I remember a shady garden,
And the tender words, 'I love you',
Which you said to me then.
Suddenly, you ignited love within me,
Then you left and never came back,
But the tender words, 'I love you',
I shall never forget them.
My love is not a wisp of smoke,
That will suddenly vanish at the height of day,
And you walked right past me, smiling,
And did not even notice me.
As I return your portrait to you,
I am not begging you to love me.
There is no reproach in my letter,
I love you just as much as I did."
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